[In that short moment that you're not covering him, this one's squirming a little from where he's on his stomach and knees, breathing open-mouthed over the sheets because no matter how much he works his lungs he can't seem to get enough air in him to make everything stop spinning or stop the room from feeling like it's closing in.
A hiss of pleasure disappears into air at the way you touch him again, though, and he quivers when you mark him. Then his entire body braces once your tongue starts to work at him, back arching, tension running through those limbs, fingers and toes curling against the sheets. All of that is coupled with an expletive that tapers off into a whine that he barely seems aware of.
Please excuse him if he isn't holding back from rolling his hips, trying to get more of you against him. You've robbed him of all ability to function beyond bringing himself closer to you, and letting you work himself up to yet another release that'll destroy him.]
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A hiss of pleasure disappears into air at the way you touch him again, though, and he quivers when you mark him. Then his entire body braces once your tongue starts to work at him, back arching, tension running through those limbs, fingers and toes curling against the sheets. All of that is coupled with an expletive that tapers off into a whine that he barely seems aware of.
Please excuse him if he isn't holding back from rolling his hips, trying to get more of you against him. You've robbed him of all ability to function beyond bringing himself closer to you, and letting you work himself up to yet another release that'll destroy him.]