[he swallows hard, the motion taking far more effort than expected, but he manages it either way, bringing his other hand down to grip romance's shoulder and press his nails against the skin once that lovely mouth suctions around the head of his cock. he's practically holding his breath as he goes back down, the air rushing out of him in a long, loud and obscene-sounding noise after a couple of seconds.
it's impossible not to lose himself, to let the sensation take over and build and build until he can't stand it anymore. the heat is pooling in his stomach, coiling tight and burning low, one of his legs moving so he can plant his foot, his toes curling with the pleasure that's spreading throughout his body.
when those hands move on his thighs and the noise vibrates around his dick, he can't stop himself from writhing, his head tipping back, mouth popping open on another noise.] Fuck, Romance, I c-can't— I'm going to— [it's broken, but it's a warning: unless romance wants him to come down his throat, he should probably stop.]
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it's impossible not to lose himself, to let the sensation take over and build and build until he can't stand it anymore. the heat is pooling in his stomach, coiling tight and burning low, one of his legs moving so he can plant his foot, his toes curling with the pleasure that's spreading throughout his body.
when those hands move on his thighs and the noise vibrates around his dick, he can't stop himself from writhing, his head tipping back, mouth popping open on another noise.] Fuck, Romance, I c-can't— I'm going to— [it's broken, but it's a warning: unless romance wants him to come down his throat, he should probably stop.]