[As he thought. A challenge, then. Well, he has no intention of giving in. He...may have sort of almost begged someone for an orgasm, once, but he was compromised by drugged food then. He's perfectly clear-headed, now.
Hell if what she's doing with her mouth doesn't feel good, though.
Anticipation pools in his gut like embers as her lips and tongue make their way lower and lower. The more of his body she exposes, the more of his scars she sees and can feel under her mouth. His arms and torso are littered with them, and though most of them came from shallow injuries, there are a couple of deeper ones that tell the story of slightly more grievous wounds.
Her tongue descends further and his abs and thighs tighten in preparation for the wet warmth of her mouth on him--
And then she just stops. Of course. He should have known.
He lightly clenches his teeth and takes a breath - in, out. She won't break him so easily.]
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Hell if what she's doing with her mouth doesn't feel good, though.
Anticipation pools in his gut like embers as her lips and tongue make their way lower and lower. The more of his body she exposes, the more of his scars she sees and can feel under her mouth. His arms and torso are littered with them, and though most of them came from shallow injuries, there are a couple of deeper ones that tell the story of slightly more grievous wounds.
Her tongue descends further and his abs and thighs tighten in preparation for the wet warmth of her mouth on him--
And then she just stops. Of course. He should have known.
He lightly clenches his teeth and takes a breath - in, out. She won't break him so easily.]
Is that all you've got?