Th' way you're wiggling around down there proves otherwise. [Gladio isn't moving his hips at all, a monumental effort on his part, instead enjoying his lover's desperate attempts to get more without asking.
He is, however, disappointed that Ravus moves his hands even if it is to dig blunt nails into his shoulders. It's a pity he left the rope in the drawer, but there may be something else he can use...
While the comforter and top-sheet of his bed are incredibly soft cotton masterpieces, his current fitted sheet is a silk blend and sacrificing a sheet is worth keeping the upper hand. Plus maybe showing off his strength some more will make Ravus more pliant.] Thought I told you not t'move your hands.
[With a stern voice and steadfastly refusing to move his hips at all, basically using Ravus' ass as a cock-warmer, Gladio once more leans down so that their chests are pressed together. But this time his hands fist the fabric above Ravus' head. After some shifting he finally has the comforter and top-sheet out of the way and even his patience starts wearing thin.
He twitches his hips just a bit, to see what response that gets after no action on his part, and grasps the silken sheet in his hand. Gladio smirks devilishly and growls into Ravus' ear as he completely pulls out of the man's divine heat.]
I warned you, Ravus.
[The sound of tearing fabric fills the room and like lightning Gladio sits upright to dislodge Ravus' arms before tying those misbehaving hands together and using the excess to attach the bound hands to his bed's headboard.] Now you don't get to touch at all.
[Chuckling darkly, Gladio lines himself back up and this time only presses the very tip of his throbbing dick into Ravus' hole.
With minute thrusts he teases, meaty hands spreading Ravus' legs as wide as he can, just the head of his cock rubbing back and forth barely inside the rim. He makes a show of it too, tightening his abs and clenching his pecs all with a sultry smirk on his face.]
Your ass keeps tryin' t'suck me in you're so desperate for my cock. [A finger trails over Ravus' leaking length, a whisper-touch from base to tip.]
How long can you last like this? I'll go all night if I have to. [He pushes in slightly deeper now but pulls out entirely with every roll of his hips.]
But I think we both know what you want. [Gladio sheaths himself millimeter by millimeter at that, one slow and tortuous motion that even has him panting. But his control is legendary and he only lets them both enjoy the feel of his cock buried deep inside of Ravus before he again pulls out completely.
Only to begin teasing Ravus' rim with the head of his cock again.
His eyes glitter with lust and what's left of amber irises almost glow as he repeats his hedonistic torture. There won't be any proper fucking until Ravus begs.
Holy hell it's a novel I'm so sorry
He is, however, disappointed that Ravus moves his hands even if it is to dig blunt nails into his shoulders. It's a pity he left the rope in the drawer, but there may be something else he can use...
While the comforter and top-sheet of his bed are incredibly soft cotton masterpieces, his current fitted sheet is a silk blend and sacrificing a sheet is worth keeping the upper hand. Plus maybe showing off his strength some more will make Ravus more pliant.] Thought I told you not t'move your hands.
[With a stern voice and steadfastly refusing to move his hips at all, basically using Ravus' ass as a cock-warmer, Gladio once more leans down so that their chests are pressed together. But this time his hands fist the fabric above Ravus' head. After some shifting he finally has the comforter and top-sheet out of the way and even his patience starts wearing thin.
He twitches his hips just a bit, to see what response that gets after no action on his part, and grasps the silken sheet in his hand. Gladio smirks devilishly and growls into Ravus' ear as he completely pulls out of the man's divine heat.]
I warned you, Ravus.
[The sound of tearing fabric fills the room and like lightning Gladio sits upright to dislodge Ravus' arms before tying those misbehaving hands together and using the excess to attach the bound hands to his bed's headboard.] Now you don't get to touch at all.
[Chuckling darkly, Gladio lines himself back up and this time only presses the very tip of his throbbing dick into Ravus' hole.
With minute thrusts he teases, meaty hands spreading Ravus' legs as wide as he can, just the head of his cock rubbing back and forth barely inside the rim. He makes a show of it too, tightening his abs and clenching his pecs all with a sultry smirk on his face.]
Your ass keeps tryin' t'suck me in you're so desperate for my cock. [A finger trails over Ravus' leaking length, a whisper-touch from base to tip.]
How long can you last like this? I'll go all night if I have to. [He pushes in slightly deeper now but pulls out entirely with every roll of his hips.]
But I think we both know what you want. [Gladio sheaths himself millimeter by millimeter at that, one slow and tortuous motion that even has him panting. But his control is legendary and he only lets them both enjoy the feel of his cock buried deep inside of Ravus before he again pulls out completely.
Only to begin teasing Ravus' rim with the head of his cock again.
His eyes glitter with lust and what's left of amber irises almost glow as he repeats his hedonistic torture. There won't be any proper fucking until Ravus begs.
Fair is fair, after all.]