[ practically able to feel that orgasm sizzle along with the chroma at his fingertips, his tongue, he rides out the sway of it right along with Keigo; the bottom half of his face becomes soaked, nose practically drowned in the deeper, richer scent of his orgasm and wet heat as it hits, continuing right along as if drinking nectar. he eases up on the sucking but his tongue continues to pet soft lines up and down his clit, just to feel him twitch and spasm and cry — well, Guanshan's always liked playing with Keigo's severe oversensitivity. ]
[ easing him back down gently on the bed, Guanshan leans forward and presses soft little kissing pecks all over his clit and up his mound, following the arch and dip of flesh until he's left a kissing, wet trail all the way to the bottom of his stomach — where an instinct buried deep in him keeps returning, words not in his vocabulary bubbling to the forefront of his mind: ]
[ mate. knot. impregnate — breed, breed, breed. ]
[ as filthy as his mind rallies, Guanshan looks almost innocent as he hikes his head up, finned ears perked at playful interest. the hand still massaging away at his breast doesn't let up, and his other runs the wet seam of his pussy, a knuckle parting open his lips to test the velvety silk between. ]
no subject
[ easing him back down gently on the bed, Guanshan leans forward and presses soft little kissing pecks all over his clit and up his mound, following the arch and dip of flesh until he's left a kissing, wet trail all the way to the bottom of his stomach — where an instinct buried deep in him keeps returning, words not in his vocabulary bubbling to the forefront of his mind: ]
[ mate. knot. impregnate — breed, breed, breed. ]
[ as filthy as his mind rallies, Guanshan looks almost innocent as he hikes his head up, finned ears perked at playful interest. the hand still massaging away at his breast doesn't let up, and his other runs the wet seam of his pussy, a knuckle parting open his lips to test the velvety silk between. ]
You good, baby girl?