[ the cock in his hand twitches faintly, and tseng lets a smirk tug at one corner of his mouth as he gives sampo a firm stroke in response. he doesn't let up, his hand moving steadily and smoothly, not quite with the intent of getting him off (yet) but certainly not with the intent of letting him calm down. ]
I did. [ tseng nudges the vibrator's intensity up just one notch, then tucks the remote into his pocket so he can cup sampo's face with his free hand. ] It was gorgeous.
[ and that's the truth, too. something about it—sampo, hard and wet and trembling, on his hands and knees trying to find the last specks of dust to clean up, something about the quiver in his thighs as he'd pressed them together to calm himself down, something about the flush in his face and the sheen of sweat as arousal built up under his skin.
tseng has no problem admitting he's a beautiful man. even more beautiful like this, turned on and at tseng's mercy with his cock in tseng's hand.
after a moment, tseng looses his grip on sampo's cock only to reach for one of the unopened bottles of lube on the shelf just behind him. he slicks his hand, making quick work of it, and when he returns his grip it's much slicker, making it easy for him to speed up a little. the lube makes filthy noises as he starts to jerk sampo off properly, grip firm from root to tip, twisting slightly on the upstroke for a little extra friction. ]
So, tell me. How would you like me to make you come? Just like this?
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I did. [ tseng nudges the vibrator's intensity up just one notch, then tucks the remote into his pocket so he can cup sampo's face with his free hand. ] It was gorgeous.
[ and that's the truth, too. something about it—sampo, hard and wet and trembling, on his hands and knees trying to find the last specks of dust to clean up, something about the quiver in his thighs as he'd pressed them together to calm himself down, something about the flush in his face and the sheen of sweat as arousal built up under his skin.
tseng has no problem admitting he's a beautiful man. even more beautiful like this, turned on and at tseng's mercy with his cock in tseng's hand.
after a moment, tseng looses his grip on sampo's cock only to reach for one of the unopened bottles of lube on the shelf just behind him. he slicks his hand, making quick work of it, and when he returns his grip it's much slicker, making it easy for him to speed up a little. the lube makes filthy noises as he starts to jerk sampo off properly, grip firm from root to tip, twisting slightly on the upstroke for a little extra friction. ]
So, tell me. How would you like me to make you come? Just like this?