It's all so good. Your nails, your throat, and when you begin the back and forth, he can barely hold himself back from adding to the force. He feels you shiver. It can't possibly be causal, but he coughs, grunts, gathers enough air and focus to distract himself from the urge to fuck your face, to try a different experiment.
"Shingo?" A quiver. He purrs, high in his chest, low in his throat, and one hand comes down to stroke your hair gently, barely touching for fear of giving in to the urge to shove.
"Shingo, Shingo--" He'll say it as many times as you want, and not only because it makes your everything shiver around his cock.
He wonders what it would be like to be between your legs, when you shake like this. He was so distracted before - the finer details got lost.
He wants to pay attention next time.
He's free of the drug, he thinks, because his thoughts are clear, linear enough, considering he's getting his cock sucked.
He's thinking of a next time.
"Shingo," he purrs, forcing himself to put all that aside in the most compelling way he can think of.
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Date: 2012-11-27 01:24 am (UTC)"Shingo?" A quiver. He purrs, high in his chest, low in his throat, and one hand comes down to stroke your hair gently, barely touching for fear of giving in to the urge to shove.
"Shingo, Shingo--" He'll say it as many times as you want, and not only because it makes your everything shiver around his cock.
He wonders what it would be like to be between your legs, when you shake like this. He was so distracted before - the finer details got lost.
He wants to pay attention next time.
He's free of the drug, he thinks, because his thoughts are clear, linear enough, considering he's getting his cock sucked.
He's thinking of a next time.
"Shingo," he purrs, forcing himself to put all that aside in the most compelling way he can think of.