[ His cock is leaking and achingly hard, dragging against Mystery's as they move, as legs slide around his waist, as he presses close, kisses the tears from his cheeks. Mystery's breathing is too fast for his comfort, and he worries maybe he did push too far too fast, but the words are said and he can't take them back.
Their noses brush as he moves, hips rocking, letting the slick from the two of them slide over his cock, breathing turning rough. ]
Mystery... [ Yes, he hurt Romance. But it wasn't his fault, it wasn't anyone's fault, and his request makes Romance pause, brow furrowed. ]
What? You don't deserve it. [ He drops another kiss to his cheek, the tip of his nose, eyelids and finally to his mouth. ] You really want me to hurt you?
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Their noses brush as he moves, hips rocking, letting the slick from the two of them slide over his cock, breathing turning rough. ]
Mystery... [ Yes, he hurt Romance. But it wasn't his fault, it wasn't anyone's fault, and his request makes Romance pause, brow furrowed. ]
What? You don't deserve it. [ He drops another kiss to his cheek, the tip of his nose, eyelids and finally to his mouth. ] You really want me to hurt you?