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      𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍. that stride seems to quicken, not once looking his way nor speaking a word the entire route to their apartment. even while his name uttered between the distance, a timid notion for reassurance that everything was okay and he wasn't 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 over something so meaningless. clattering keys, shuffled through to find the correct one, before an eventual click and toss for them to land in a bowl near the archway. choso enters, shadow looming overhead as though his lover disappeared amidst the dark shroud and abandoned him to 𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐊 ... door is gently closed, locked. scarlet led emits soft, eerie glow from their bedroom. creepers slide away from feet, tucked aside prior to seeking him out to apologize as expected.

      opposing hands shove at him, back aligned against the wall and disturbing framed insects along its expanse. mouths are pushed together, those fingers snaring his chin, pinning a wrist down the moment it rose to caress his cheek. tension clings to the atmosphere surrounding them, heavy as the tongue prodding canines and sinking to meet a warm cavern tasting alcohol and cigarettes. moan escapes, bubbling in his chest and filling the other with need. brunette lashes flitter, wincing from the 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 received thereafter. it bleeds, dribbling down and smearing under the palm that soothed it away : then comes a swift movement, being drawn away and tipped over the edge of their bed.

      arm was secured behind him, squeezing the appendage hard enough to where a fist would form to endure the pressure dealt. his voice ruminates aloud, degrading him and mentioning very fleetingly the woman's name. they are mildly slurred, hazy with the drinks he once sauntered down. you should have asked for her number, maybe then we could have sent her a video. hand releases him, moment spared where a belt is fumbled while the opposite loosens his in order to push down cargo slacks. ❛ suguru ❞ wrists were gathered, 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 together with leather and feeling the gradual dig from metal studs. gaze narrowed when hips are lifted to settle upon knees, becoming notched apart. elegant digits brush through his sable tresses, almost tenderly until the anticipated grasp pulls his head back.

      he was braced for it, heat emitting from the treatment and centering within his abdomen. pain never felt so good, hardening flesh below and tempting another groan. pale skin is 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 at the shoulders, seeping across his cheeks and contorting when he whispers beside his ear. i'm feeling generous, i could have taken you into that filthy bathroom and put a show on for whoever decided to walk in. geto's fingers are gliding across his jawline, parting lips and dipping past them / twirling around his tongue, a dancing flame waiting to tamper with destruction. but you have the comfort of our bed, odd how consideration works and is easily pushed aside. nails taunt a gag reflex, in a way that indicated purposeful discipline.

      unlike the other man, his own capabilities lacked in that department. experience with women ensured that, and it served as a reminder guttural protest heaving from his throat, teased with that breathy chuckle nestling at the shell of his ear. they withdraw, feeling them trace and begin to 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 him one by one. spine sloped, arching as the discomfort subsided. he greets it, slackened against the slightest friction found there. stimulation overrides his senses, moaning out and being stifled as palm plunges his face into the mattress. so petty, silencing retaliation as digits retreat and 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 from the head of his cock replaces them. every fiber relaxes for him, eyes unable to meet from his rather compromising position. stillness ensues, syllables are silk and reach the deepest part of his mind. you belong to me ... say it.

      possession can be a dangerous game, but they play it well. never would they intentionally harm one another, and when assurance is needed : choso promptly provides it. ❛ i belong to you. ❞ there is no reprieve, hips moving forward and burying deep inside him. it lures out a sound, ricocheting walls, sharp cry that doesn't resemble anything cohesive. whimpers are evolving into a plethora of meshed noises, no direction, heart beating rapidly and writhing from the self-indulgent 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 those thrusts offered. they're punishing him, however showing compassion all in the same motion. his lover knew how to be aggressively gentle, and perhaps that is one of many reasons to adore him. hands are gripping his waist, much needed leverage to guide and match each propelled slam. ❛ you feel so good. ❞ thoughts are scattering, voice weighed and shaken like brittle leaves. it crackles, pleasure hitched pushing back against him for more. ❛ h harder. ❞ like they were the last two people on earth. ❛ ... fuck me harder. ❞