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_{[ It's what happens when you allow his mouth to run free, Eustace. He talks, and he talks quite a bit. But there are other ways to silencing him (silencing most of his nonsense words, at least) and that's apparently sliding a sex toy in and out of his ass. He's definitely a lot louder now, ragged breath heard between each little ah and wanton moan that passes his lips. He appreciates the bit of control on his own, though, as Eustace seems to listen to him. The bit of nails running over the surface of his skin makes the pressure climb, and Eustace will feel him twitch, beads of pre-cum trickling out of him.

By now, he's taking a rest with his face against the floor again. ]}

Take it out and fuck me.

_{[ Not as polite as before, but he sounds more desperate than demanding. ]}