[Ravus arches up against Gladio as his hands are pinned. Punishment sounds promising....
He keeps his hands in place, purring his approval, waiting to be spanked or tied up or fucked hard.
The cock-ring, however, comes as a complete surprise. In the blinding burst of pleasure from Gladio's entrance, it takes him a second to realize what's been done.]
What? [His hands fly to Gladio's shoulders, disregarding his lover's orders. Ravus is good at games that he controls, not ones played by others.]
Gladiolus...[He shifts his hips, desperate for the friction of that goliath cock inside of him, but unable to take from it the relief he needs.] I. Do. Not. Beg.
[He barks it out even as he curls his legs tighter around Gladio and rocks on his dick.]
no subject
He keeps his hands in place, purring his approval, waiting to be spanked or tied up or fucked hard.
The cock-ring, however, comes as a complete surprise. In the blinding burst of pleasure from Gladio's entrance, it takes him a second to realize what's been done.]
What? [His hands fly to Gladio's shoulders, disregarding his lover's orders. Ravus is good at games that he controls, not ones played by others.]
Gladiolus...[He shifts his hips, desperate for the friction of that goliath cock inside of him, but unable to take from it the relief he needs.] I. Do. Not. Beg.
[He barks it out even as he curls his legs tighter around Gladio and rocks on his dick.]