[ he sounds like he's been here without respite and that makes eiden feel perhaps worse, not that his cock flags at all in how at attention it is in pinocchio's hand. so much so that the flimsy material of the suit bottoms clinging to his hips feels suffocating. pre is coaxed out with just a touch, and eiden's breathing goes jagged with each touch, the flush spread now over his shoulders and chest. thin, dribbles of clear slick fluid slip down his thigh and he bites the inside of his mouth in mild embarrassment. he shouldn't be this helpless.
he holds pinocchio tighter anyways, gazing at him with a look that both implores help and hunger both. they're close enough to kiss and eiden wants to more than anything—hot mouth to mouth to soothe the ache.
he quite literally is being held by the balls and he doesn't mind, pressing further forwards and rutting himself into the kindly hand, eyelids fluttering a bit. ]
Feels like you've got me on the back foot now... not bad... promise.
[ it just has similarity to the first time they met—the confidence here is something that both pleases and concerns him. but maybe it's for another moment to ask. for now, he just surges forward and kisses him now, hungrily pressing their mouths together. ]
;-; !!!!
[ he sounds like he's been here without respite and that makes eiden feel perhaps worse, not that his cock flags at all in how at attention it is in pinocchio's hand. so much so that the flimsy material of the suit bottoms clinging to his hips feels suffocating. pre is coaxed out with just a touch, and eiden's breathing goes jagged with each touch, the flush spread now over his shoulders and chest. thin, dribbles of clear slick fluid slip down his thigh and he bites the inside of his mouth in mild embarrassment. he shouldn't be this helpless.
he holds pinocchio tighter anyways, gazing at him with a look that both implores help and hunger both. they're close enough to kiss and eiden wants to more than anything—hot mouth to mouth to soothe the ache.
he quite literally is being held by the balls and he doesn't mind, pressing further forwards and rutting himself into the kindly hand, eyelids fluttering a bit. ]
Feels like you've got me on the back foot now... not bad... promise.
[ it just has similarity to the first time they met—the confidence here is something that both pleases and concerns him. but maybe it's for another moment to ask. for now, he just surges forward and kisses him now, hungrily pressing their mouths together. ]