[ Safe. He’s not actually sure he’s ever known what that feels like.
He shudders against Basch, lips parting into that kiss. Those moans sending little shivers through him, even if some part of him is surprised by it. By how much he wants what the man describes. The words paint a picture so vivid that it’s easy to imagine it, and the next natural step after that is of course, to crave it. To want something more than the shallow toy in his ass. To be claimed by the man who holds him so tenderly, praises and promises sweet in his ears.
Safety. He’s not sure he believes it’s real, but he wants it all the same. ]
Please. [ His voice is a breathless rasp against Basch’s lips as he clings to him. Rocks into the slide of that hand, then down onto the lengthening hardness he can feel caught beneath him. Grinds against it with aching want. ] I want that.
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He shudders against Basch, lips parting into that kiss. Those moans sending little shivers through him, even if some part of him is surprised by it. By how much he wants what the man describes. The words paint a picture so vivid that it’s easy to imagine it, and the next natural step after that is of course, to crave it. To want something more than the shallow toy in his ass. To be claimed by the man who holds him so tenderly, praises and promises sweet in his ears.
Safety. He’s not sure he believes it’s real, but he wants it all the same. ]
Please. [ His voice is a breathless rasp against Basch’s lips as he clings to him. Rocks into the slide of that hand, then down onto the lengthening hardness he can feel caught beneath him. Grinds against it with aching want. ] I want that.