[ It's such a beautiful play in contrasts: the restraints and the way he's bound, your gentleness as you help him onto that bed. It steals his breath and makes him dizzy, so much so that when you frame his body with your own he trembles beneath you, arching instinctively to the heat of your mouth which ends in a sharp intake of breath and a muffled moan as he turns his face into the sheets.
Pathetic as it might sound, he feels incomplete without you buried inside of him. It's like you've hollowed him out and left him empty by simply moving your body away. Still, you don't leave him waiting long though, because next he knows you're licking around him and taking your fill.
His forehead is pressed into the mattress now, those fingers of his flexing again in response. ]
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Pathetic as it might sound, he feels incomplete without you buried inside of him. It's like you've hollowed him out and left him empty by simply moving your body away. Still, you don't leave him waiting long though, because next he knows you're licking around him and taking your fill.
His forehead is pressed into the mattress now, those fingers of his flexing again in response. ]