Fuck... fuck... yes... [Panting into Klaus and groaning, as he switches hands, still holding the whip to his member, but using the right hand now to try to dig out lube.] Was just about to -- fuck... [He cannot think, breathe, or do anything but whine when Klaus flexes his legs, just whimpers into him breathlessly, straining against them, desperate for more, desperate to hold out, and fumbling clumsily for the lube, and too reluctant to let go.] Was gonna ask about oil... [Another whine and he bites Klaus, because it lets him think a little, or at least concentrate enough to pull the lube out with an unsteady laugh.]
You are so hot. I don't think I even could be slow even if I wanted to. [Okay, now he lets go of his hold on Klaus, but leaves the whip on the bed. He needs both hands to prep both himself and Klaus, but he's setting another speed record with this, because he meant it, about how difficult it would be to go slowly.]
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Date: 2022-11-26 09:16 am (UTC)You are so hot. I don't think I even could be slow even if I wanted to. [Okay, now he lets go of his hold on Klaus, but leaves the whip on the bed. He needs both hands to prep both himself and Klaus, but he's setting another speed record with this, because he meant it, about how difficult it would be to go slowly.]