[ Good, good. Just like that, that is exactly what Romance wants. He wants to taste him, to see him ecstatic and lost in the throes of pleasure and passion.
And when Mystery comes undone, it's beautiful. Romance rumbles, pleased, swallowing every bit of him down the moment it hits his tongue, the back of his throat. His nails dig into Mystery's thighs, and he frees one hand so he can throw an arm over Mystery's abdomen, hold him down as Romance drinks him in. It settles warm in his belly, and Romance won't stop or pull off until he's sure that Mystery is spent.
Then and only then does he lift his head, eyes bright, lips swollen as he watches Mystery's face, head tipped, a very self-satisfied smile curling across his face. ]
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And when Mystery comes undone, it's beautiful. Romance rumbles, pleased, swallowing every bit of him down the moment it hits his tongue, the back of his throat. His nails dig into Mystery's thighs, and he frees one hand so he can throw an arm over Mystery's abdomen, hold him down as Romance drinks him in. It settles warm in his belly, and Romance won't stop or pull off until he's sure that Mystery is spent.
Then and only then does he lift his head, eyes bright, lips swollen as he watches Mystery's face, head tipped, a very self-satisfied smile curling across his face. ]