[As much as he enjoys this act, being reminded of his earlier intentions makes his own cock ache to be where his fingers are right now.
So he continues moving, but with even less pressure than when he allowed the other man to talk, his fingers barely moving at all. His other hand, however, goes to his belt to undo it in a quick motion. The robes fall open as he places it to the side, but he doesn't feel the need to avail himself of all of his clothing. All he needs to pull the front of his pants down.
A soft moan falls from his lips, his cock now free of the constraining fabric.
The bed dips underneath him as he shifts, lining his hips up with the man underneath him. Face down, completely vulnerable to whatever he wants to do--it awakens something a protective sort of instinct. The man weak and completely dependent upon him, just like back then... it also makes his cock unbearably hard.
He's beyond trying to understand that right now, tilting his hips until he feels his fingers by the side of his cock, weighing upon the stretched rim.]
It isn't too difficult to make you... come. [That's what also happened with that wand.] Is it like this for everyone, or are you simply more sensitive?
[Somehow he finds it in himself to try to joke, even if his laugh is strained with his arousal.]
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Well, we can't have that.
[As much as he enjoys this act, being reminded of his earlier intentions makes his own cock ache to be where his fingers are right now.
So he continues moving, but with even less pressure than when he allowed the other man to talk, his fingers barely moving at all. His other hand, however, goes to his belt to undo it in a quick motion. The robes fall open as he places it to the side, but he doesn't feel the need to avail himself of all of his clothing. All he needs to pull the front of his pants down.
A soft moan falls from his lips, his cock now free of the constraining fabric.
The bed dips underneath him as he shifts, lining his hips up with the man underneath him. Face down, completely vulnerable to whatever he wants to do--it awakens something a protective sort of instinct. The man weak and completely dependent upon him, just like back then... it also makes his cock unbearably hard.
He's beyond trying to understand that right now, tilting his hips until he feels his fingers by the side of his cock, weighing upon the stretched rim.]
It isn't too difficult to make you... come. [That's what also happened with that wand.] Is it like this for everyone, or are you simply more sensitive?
[Somehow he finds it in himself to try to joke, even if his laugh is strained with his arousal.]