[ He’s a moment away from bucking into that hand, chasing that heated friction, before those words sink in. Bring his focus back to reality. What is happening here, what Basch has been doing. What he’s let him do.
That flush is back, deeper this time, his skin feeling hot and prickly as he jerks away from Basch, almost tripping in his haste to get away from him. He scrambles to yank his pants up and closed again, glaring all the while. As if that will be enough to hide the evidence of what just happened.
It’s not. This outfit was specifically designed to hide nothing. Especially not how hard his cock was right now. Or the way it shifted the toy within him as he moved, making him hiss like an irate cat, as that flush continues to spread, a surge of shame mixed with arousal making him dizzy. ]
Get your hands off me!
[ There. That sounded slightly more convincing. (It didn’t, actually) And he’s still doing his damndest to ignore the way his skin itched for those hands to come back, to touch him again, to bring back that pleasure he’d so hastily yanked himself away from. ]
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Date: 2024-09-18 02:55 am (UTC)That flush is back, deeper this time, his skin feeling hot and prickly as he jerks away from Basch, almost tripping in his haste to get away from him. He scrambles to yank his pants up and closed again, glaring all the while. As if that will be enough to hide the evidence of what just happened.
It’s not. This outfit was specifically designed to hide nothing. Especially not how hard his cock was right now. Or the way it shifted the toy within him as he moved, making him hiss like an irate cat, as that flush continues to spread, a surge of shame mixed with arousal making him dizzy. ]
Get your hands off me!
[ There. That sounded slightly more convincing. (It didn’t, actually) And he’s still doing his damndest to ignore the way his skin itched for those hands to come back, to touch him again, to bring back that pleasure he’d so hastily yanked himself away from. ]