[His mind is only starting to come to - it almost feels like they've been doing this for a hundred years. It also unexplicably feels like they've done this for only ten seconds. As the ecstatic delirium of orgasm starts to recede, he's conscious of those words spilling out of scarred lips.]
[More, more, more.]
[Silco is so small against him, trembling like a little wet animal caught in the rain. If he was even close to starting to come to his sense, that shiver and those words send a wave through him that almost bowls him over. He might have to allow his body to recuperate for a short moment, but the feeling twists into his gut with a fierce intensity. A violent one.]
....What a greedy, greedy, little nasty man you are.
[He murmurs into the man's skin, shaking his head as he continues.]
You...earned the right to the bed. Silco.
[His one. His only. His man to rip apart into a million pieces. And Silco is allowing that. He readjusts his grip as he starts to pull out, biting his lip as he is suddenly conscious of the thick, warm drainage and wet-sounding exit. Oh. He did a real number on him.]
[Doesn't stop him from carrying him over to immediately drop him to the bed, though. He's almost insane in how quickly he crawls over him, pressing teeth-filled, hungry kisses over neck, chest, jaw, shoulder.]
I will be nice. Decide, Silco. I can take you from behind. Suck your cock till its dry. [Another kiss to his chin.] Fuck you again and again and again till you pass out, and it may not even stop me then. [Another kiss and a ragged noise.] Maybe all of it. You want more? You can get more.
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[His mind is only starting to come to - it almost feels like they've been doing this for a hundred years. It also unexplicably feels like they've done this for only ten seconds. As the ecstatic delirium of orgasm starts to recede, he's conscious of those words spilling out of scarred lips.]
[More, more, more.]
[Silco is so small against him, trembling like a little wet animal caught in the rain. If he was even close to starting to come to his sense, that shiver and those words send a wave through him that almost bowls him over. He might have to allow his body to recuperate for a short moment, but the feeling twists into his gut with a fierce intensity. A violent one.]
....What a greedy, greedy, little nasty man you are.
[He murmurs into the man's skin, shaking his head as he continues.]
You...earned the right to the bed. Silco.
[His one. His only. His man to rip apart into a million pieces. And Silco is allowing that. He readjusts his grip as he starts to pull out, biting his lip as he is suddenly conscious of the thick, warm drainage and wet-sounding exit. Oh. He did a real number on him.]
[Doesn't stop him from carrying him over to immediately drop him to the bed, though. He's almost insane in how quickly he crawls over him, pressing teeth-filled, hungry kisses over neck, chest, jaw, shoulder.]
I will be nice. Decide, Silco. I can take you from behind. Suck your cock till its dry. [Another kiss to his chin.] Fuck you again and again and again till you pass out, and it may not even stop me then. [Another kiss and a ragged noise.] Maybe all of it. You want more? You can get more.