( Sampo sags with visible relief as Tseng turns the vibrator down again, and takes a moment to blink away the white spots of his almost-orgasm as his mind tries to catch up with whatever his body is doing. He'd been so close β so very close before Tseng had put a stop to it, and he finds himself shivering with oversensitivity as he twitches and strains against the other man's palm.
... Okay.
Okay.
Get it together, Sampo! )
Oh yeah? Well if there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I hate to disappoint. I promise it ain't gonna happen, pal.
( But Tseng will surely recognise the rogueish tilt to his lips and the glint behind his eyes. This is clearly a man who spends enough time getting up to no good that he can maintain it even while being edged, which suggests that mischief just might be part of his core personality.
... Dear oh dear.
Still, Sampo writhes against the shelves when Tseng's fingers pinch at the end of his dick, his teeth biting into his lower lip even as he laughs breathlessly at the other man's little warning. Wetness beads at the tip, drips onto the floor, and Sampo groans softly as Tseng relays his terms, his messy smirk growing a little wider as his dick twitches when he's told he'll need to beg. )
You like that, huh? You like having a guy beg for you while he's got a toy up his ass and your mouth on his dick?
( The man's thumb smears over his lower lip and Sampo's lashes dip lower, his tongue sliding hot against the pad of it before he closes his lips over the end. He sucks just the once, lets his tongue twirl around the tip of it like a sample of what's to come, before releasing it with a lewd pop as he tosses Tseng a wink. )
Deal. And hey β maybe I'll even manage to suck a smile onto that pretty mouth of yours.
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( Sampo sags with visible relief as Tseng turns the vibrator down again, and takes a moment to blink away the white spots of his almost-orgasm as his mind tries to catch up with whatever his body is doing. He'd been so close β so very close before Tseng had put a stop to it, and he finds himself shivering with oversensitivity as he twitches and strains against the other man's palm.
... Okay.
Okay.
Get it together, Sampo! )
Oh yeah? Well if there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I hate to disappoint. I promise it ain't gonna happen, pal.
( But Tseng will surely recognise the rogueish tilt to his lips and the glint behind his eyes. This is clearly a man who spends enough time getting up to no good that he can maintain it even while being edged, which suggests that mischief just might be part of his core personality.
... Dear oh dear.
Still, Sampo writhes against the shelves when Tseng's fingers pinch at the end of his dick, his teeth biting into his lower lip even as he laughs breathlessly at the other man's little warning. Wetness beads at the tip, drips onto the floor, and Sampo groans softly as Tseng relays his terms, his messy smirk growing a little wider as his dick twitches when he's told he'll need to beg. )
You like that, huh? You like having a guy beg for you while he's got a toy up his ass and your mouth on his dick?
( The man's thumb smears over his lower lip and Sampo's lashes dip lower, his tongue sliding hot against the pad of it before he closes his lips over the end. He sucks just the once, lets his tongue twirl around the tip of it like a sample of what's to come, before releasing it with a lewd pop as he tosses Tseng a wink. )
Deal. And hey β maybe I'll even manage to suck a smile onto that pretty mouth of yours.