Date: 2016-03-11 11:43 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] mitsubishievo
mitsubishievo: PB: Diego Barrueco (17.bought a $100 bottle of champagne)
Kavinsky shivered a little, breathing out a noise that was all pleased, excited exhalation as Lee moved down his neck, his chest, his stomach. His body fluttered with anticipation, little twists and squirms, and he moaned softly when Lee moved his lips against his cock. It twitched up toward his mouth, yearning and so hard he nearly hurt. A tear leaked down his cheeks, and he laughed, soft and wispy, at how much he wanted it.

The soft, easy way that Lee spoke to him sank into Kavinsky's chest, into his belly, and Kavinsky held onto it, grabbed all the words and warmth they provided and hoarded them like a hungry thing. The praise was such a balm. He lifted his legs back up, not quite as high as he had when they were fucking, but high enough to expose himself again, high enough that he felt deliciously filthy as Lee's mouth skated over his hole.

"Shit...shit, oh..." Any other words that Kavinsky might have had melted away rapidly to a blissful, focused attention on Lee's teasing tongue. He knew this was hardly the best angle. But he couldn't be bothered to move now. His cock twitched, a string of precome dotting from the head to his belly, and he whined softly. "Oh God, daddy, that feels good."
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