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You're not worried about it being bad anymore?
I'm still worried about that, but if it's not the way I like, I can try to change it, right?
I'm hoping I could be as proud of my family there as I am of the one I have here.
[that takes him a minute
and then he just turns red and looks away]
I-I haven't even really done anything you know.
and then he just turns red and looks away]
I-I haven't even really done anything you know.
[ Oh no more cuddlings for Dawn. ]
I think you've done plenty.
I think you've done plenty.
[shifts away from the desk a bit to make that easier]
Maybe a little selfish as well.
Maybe a little selfish as well.
[ Sliding his hands against Flynn's skin as he pushes his pants all the way down, then slooowly back up. ]
I like a little selfishness.
I like a little selfishness.
[just watching him, heated, licking his lips with anticipation]
I'm more than willing to indulge that.
I'm more than willing to indulge that.
[ Crouching down, pressing a kiss against the inner side of Flynn's knee, letting his fingers slide up against his inner thighs. ]
Indulgence sounds amazing right now...
Indulgence sounds amazing right now...
[moving one hand back to brace himself on the edge of the desk, laughing a little under his breath]
Then by all means, indulge yourself . . .
Then by all means, indulge yourself . . .
[ Pressing another kiss, higher up Flynn's thigh this time, spreading his legs just enough to comfortably kneel between them... and get his fingers curled around Flynn's erection :x ]
[moans, arching his hips and thrusting lightly into Chariot's hand]
[ Settling into a lazy stroke, encouraging the movement while he works on making a mark on Flynn's thigh. ]
[seems pretty content with that, rolling his hips slowly and deliberately in time with Chariot's strokes]
Mmnh . . . Chariot . . .
Mmnh . . . Chariot . . .
[ Leeet's make a matching mark a little higher up on his thigh. ]
[half-laughs half-moans, reaching down to tangle a hand in Chariot's hair]
At this rate you'll mark all of me as yours within a week.
At this rate you'll mark all of me as yours within a week.
[ Glancing up with a grin, rubbing his thumb over the tip. ]
I don't see any problem with that.
I don't see any problem with that.
Nnh—[groans and bucks his hips, tightening his fingers in Chariot's hair]
No—I'll be yours.
No—I'll be yours.
[ Do you even know how much of a turn on that is... ]
[ Turning his head with a low, pleased hum, taking Flynn into his mouth. ]
[ Turning his head with a low, pleased hum, taking Flynn into his mouth. ]
[rolls into his mouth, back arched and moaning]
Yes . . .
Yes . . .
[ Going straight into eager bobs of his head, groaning around Flynn and flexing his fingers against the other's thigh, encouraging him. ]
[tightens his hand in Chariot's hair and starts. fucking his mouth]
God—Chariot—you're so wonderful—
God—Chariot—you're so wonderful—
[ Groaaan, reaching a hand down to rub himself through his own pants. ]
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