I’m running out of new and creative ways to say ‘fuck me already’.
[ It comes out as a groan as he tries to arch up into those hands. His own hands twist and tug at the bindings holding them pinned above his head, the bed giving a quiet creak before he stills again.
There’s a flush to his skin and Claude would have certainly been pleased with each little twitch and sound he earned, because the loss of sight, the inability to see what Claude was doing - or what he would do next - certainly made every touch, every tease, all the more intense. ]
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[ It comes out as a groan as he tries to arch up into those hands. His own hands twist and tug at the bindings holding them pinned above his head, the bed giving a quiet creak before he stills again.
There’s a flush to his skin and Claude would have certainly been pleased with each little twitch and sound he earned, because the loss of sight, the inability to see what Claude was doing - or what he would do next - certainly made every touch, every tease, all the more intense. ]