[ Familiar, as he is, with how things go down whenever he's spread out and at another man's disposal, the actual experience of it always gets to him. It's overwhelming, really, not being able to entirely predict where those lips will go, and experiencing them in a totally different way simply because he can't see them for himself. There is, as well, the fact that a body will inevitably attempt to adjust to the loss by relying only too much on what its other senses can provide.
You know your boy: he's a sensual creature. As such, your efforts are going to be rewarded with the way how it seems like, with the way you touch him like that, it's almost as if you've stroked the entirety of his body.
The plea for you to push even further is wordless. It's all sound and heat and shivering skin, a perpetual lack of breath tapered by a whine. ]
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You know your boy: he's a sensual creature. As such, your efforts are going to be rewarded with the way how it seems like, with the way you touch him like that, it's almost as if you've stroked the entirety of his body.
The plea for you to push even further is wordless. It's all sound and heat and shivering skin, a perpetual lack of breath tapered by a whine. ]