Sub Sylus Who Swore He Would Be Able To Handle Anything,absolutely Anything You Did To Him But Whos Already

sub sylus who swore he would be able to handle anything,absolutely anything you did to him but who’s already whimpering from just a little edging to the head of his cock.

sub sylus who secretly enjoys watching you take control over him,he’s tied and bound but he knows he can easily break free but he’s too turned on to want this to stop

sub sylus who’s already leaking precum from just your teasing and soft touching to his body,the way your soft fingertips but sharp nails touch his thighs up his v-line to his chest drive him insane,the sensations are too much for him

sub sylus who has extremely sensitive nipples but is too prideful to admit,although he wouldn’t ever verbally admit defeat his breathing and the way his body is shivering from your touches is enough proof he actually couldn’t handle this little game after all

Its dangerous to go alone... take this cat!

Breathtaking.

Some Fredericks bc I luv him

"He's kind of attractive if you like your man rough around the edges."

+18, smut, p in v, mdni

Or in which Jiaoqiu gets tired with how gently you treat him after the hoolay incident.

Jiaoqiu noticed even after he recovered. You were being incredibly soft with him. And even though he was still blind, he could clearly "see" how much you babied him now than how you did before.

Even after he was given the go ahead of being physically capable and tried to initiate a more intimate setting with you later at night, you declined and decided to cuddle with him instead.

He was starting to get pent up. But that all changed when he finally lost his patience.

You yelped loudly when he snapped his hips into yours, his cock spearing you open as he set a fast and hard pace. The length of his hardened cock dragging against your tightening walls.

"See? I'm not some fragile, porcelain doll. I'm not going to break with a thrust of my hips."

He grunted when he leaned forward, his chest pressing into your own as he bent down to kiss you.

"I need you," he moaned against your lips as his angry red tip started to abuse your cervix. The way his cock angled and continually hit that spot inside you made you wrap your legs around his waist.

"Mmm, sorry, sorry, sorry," you babbled against him as he held you close. Not a single empty space was between either if you.

He wished he could see your expression. He wanted to see you so bad. And that frustration could only be shown through his harsh, unyielding thrusts.

"I need you," he said again.

And you could only cling to him, desperately so.