mylittlecavallone | [ ic ] Continuations

[holding as still as he can, his entire body shaking with it, eyes half-lidded as he gulps down a breath, calming himself]

[ Sliding his fingers out as Flynn starts coming down, dragging slicked fingers down Flynn's thigh as he turns his head away to gasp for air, lips bruised and voice hoarse. ]

[pulls back, slowly, looking down at him]

I can't believe you . . .

[ Glancing up, looking all too pleased with himself. ]

Mmm?

[reaches down with one hand, brushing his fingers through Chariot's bangs lightly]

Is that . . . what you wanted?

[ Smiles. ]

Watching you completely lose yourself like that? Yeah.

You can be selfish in the strangest ways.

[shifts off of him as he leans down for a kiss]

[ Laughs, kissing him back. ]

Mmm, I have simple pleasures.

Ones that don't seem to involve yourself.

[resting one hand on Chariot's hip]

An unfortunate side effect of training, I'd say.

You've had training in something like this?

[moving that hand from his hip, knuckles brushing along the underside of Chariot's cock]

[ A bit of a breathless laugh this time, hips flexing up at that touch. ]

You don't really wanna know about that.

Whatever it was, it certainly seems like it's paid off.

[runs his fingertips in a light circle over his head]

[ Closing his eyes, thrusting his hips up again. ]

It's starting to feel like that, yeah...

[lying on his side, propping his chin up with his free hand to watch Chariot as his fingers curl around his cock]

Tell me how you'd like it?

[ His lip curves into a smile at that, keeping his eyes closed for the moment. ]

Take your time first, slow but firm.

[smiles softly, following his instructions, starting up a steady pace]

As you wish.

[ Exhales slowly, moving his hips with Flynn's hand. ]

Mm, perfect.

[keeping it up, nice and slow~]

I don't think I've ever had the chance to indulge in watching you like this.

I have to admit I'm fond of slow indulgences...

[ yes good ]

Of taking your time to savor something done properly?

Exactly.

It does have its appeal . . .

[eyerakes him, but not at all picking up the pace~]

[ Opening his eyes then, looking up at him. ]

Faster. Just a little.

[obliges, picking up the pace just by a little]

Yes sir.

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