[ You know, there's a very brief memory that flickers in his head being treated like this. He was pretty sure it was at a rave party— someone wearing cat ears and handling him in the bathroom while the low bass and thumping of the music rang in his ears, intensified only by the drugs that flowed through his veins. That was a long time ago.
And here, he thought he had forgotten all of his encounters during those years of his life.
The firmness and gentleness of Eustace's hold earns a noise of him, and he parts his lips to speak, again, but it's too late. He's getting gagged before any words can come out. That's all it takes for a half chub to form in between his legs, and he finds it a little unfair that he's stripped down to barely anything and Eustace is still fully clothed. Tragic. Awful, really.
As Eustace continues to stuff his mouth, he does play up the scene, writhing and settling his hands on the other man's wrist, fingers curling loosely around him. His eyes have grown halfway heavy as he regards the other man wordlessly, but releases him once he's being ordered to lie face down.
On his way, down, he does look over his shoulder to give Eustace a look, and the best that Eustace can tell is he's trying to smile with all that fabric in his mouth. Yeah, he seems rather pleased, even if they're gonna skip the kissing (and furry ear fondling, tragically. He was looking forward to that.)
Down he goes, but not without making another scene out of his, curling his spine smoothly before settling face down as told. ]
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And here, he thought he had forgotten all of his encounters during those years of his life.
The firmness and gentleness of Eustace's hold earns a noise of him, and he parts his lips to speak, again, but it's too late. He's getting gagged before any words can come out. That's all it takes for a half chub to form in between his legs, and he finds it a little unfair that he's stripped down to barely anything and Eustace is still fully clothed. Tragic. Awful, really.
As Eustace continues to stuff his mouth, he does play up the scene, writhing and settling his hands on the other man's wrist, fingers curling loosely around him. His eyes have grown halfway heavy as he regards the other man wordlessly, but releases him once he's being ordered to lie face down.
On his way, down, he does look over his shoulder to give Eustace a look, and the best that Eustace can tell is he's trying to smile with all that fabric in his mouth. Yeah, he seems rather pleased, even if they're gonna skip the kissing (and furry ear fondling, tragically. He was looking forward to that.)
Down he goes, but not without making another scene out of his, curling his spine smoothly before settling face down as told. ]