[He lifts a hand to curl over Emet's wrist, hold on as he shudders, face flushed. He has to squirm when he feels so filled and yet hardly able to move, the angle delightful for pleasure but difficutl for personal control.]
You are... insufferable.
[Is that what he meant to say? Well he means it now.]
[He bites his shoulder as he continues to thrust into him, strangle him slightly, and stroke his cock firmly. He's just enjoying every sound, every squirm, every shudder. Good thing he is small sized just for him.]
Re: Betrayal 3
You are... insufferable.
[Is that what he meant to say? Well he means it now.]
Do not stop.
Re: Betrayal 3