[ That you put a third finger in earns you a cry from this one's lips and him curling in on himself as much as he can with those restraints still in place. You're treading that fine line between pleasure and pain, but the certainty in your voice is a surprising anchor. It probably shouldn't be though, since you taking him out of his comfort zone and dropping him right in the middle of something that's overwhelmingly new prompts him to cling to the belief that he can trust you with his body no matter what.
Perhaps it's the oil, because the heat inside his skin seems to make everything blur, bound and blindfolded as he is. The way you stretch him out feels like that awful, beautiful kind of good that he hadn't thought was possible at all. ]
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Perhaps it's the oil, because the heat inside his skin seems to make everything blur, bound and blindfolded as he is. The way you stretch him out feels like that awful, beautiful kind of good that he hadn't thought was possible at all. ]