[ His head falls back against the pillow, lips parted on a ragged gasp. Throat working on a swallow as he shivers, cock twitching against the warm heat of Basch’s lips around him.
The man plays him effortlessly and there’s no resistance in him as he dances along after him. Mesmerized and lulled by the promise of that heat, and the safety it offers. The remembered pleasure that his body is already aching for. Craving.
He stirs a little closer to waking, if only because it feels so good even his subconscious has started reaching for it, for the man at the source of the heat and the hunger. ]
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The man plays him effortlessly and there’s no resistance in him as he dances along after him. Mesmerized and lulled by the promise of that heat, and the safety it offers. The remembered pleasure that his body is already aching for. Craving.
He stirs a little closer to waking, if only because it feels so good even his subconscious has started reaching for it, for the man at the source of the heat and the hunger. ]