{ there's a small moment where he echoes that moan back at him, just from hearing it, nothing more nothing less. it takes willpower to pull himself away, but there's something that needs to be said. }
Hm... I guess that's true, but... { he swallows, pauses in speaking because now he's here he'd rather be using his tongue for something else but no. no this is probably important to say. even if the way sunday moans and reacts to him means he just wants to keep going. wants to pull more of those twitches and sounds from his body. }
I didn't want to hop--expect anything. I didn't think you'd... After what you'd said at the spa trip, I didn't think it'd ever happen again so. So. { he inhales, exhales, nice and slow. his eyes flutter. } So let me give you more to remember.
{ more reasons to come back isn't said, but there's some heavy implications there. especially when his mouth stops talking and instead gets back to work on sunday's cock. his starts with just his tongue at first, before the heat of his mouth envelopes the head of his cock. his tongue flicks across him and he hums softly, a pleased little noise as he slowly lets himself sink some of the way down now. it's after he rises and sinks down a few times that he pulls back, breathes out slowly against him as his hand resumes stroking. his other hand slides down, slips between them to cup and gently roll one of his balls in his palm and fingers.
he kisses his thigh, uses the moment to stall before that same hand shifts until his fingertips drag over his taint until a fingertip gently traces the rim of his entrance. }
Can I touch you here?
{ technically he already is but shh... semantics. }
oh . . . why............ do u need help 😔
Date: 2026-06-04 08:28 pm (UTC)Hm... I guess that's true, but... { he swallows, pauses in speaking because now he's here he'd rather be using his tongue for something else but no. no this is probably important to say. even if the way sunday moans and reacts to him means he just wants to keep going. wants to pull more of those twitches and sounds from his body. }
I didn't want to hop--expect anything. I didn't think you'd... After what you'd said at the spa trip, I didn't think it'd ever happen again so. So. { he inhales, exhales, nice and slow. his eyes flutter. } So let me give you more to remember.
{ more reasons to come back isn't said, but there's some heavy implications there. especially when his mouth stops talking and instead gets back to work on sunday's cock. his starts with just his tongue at first, before the heat of his mouth envelopes the head of his cock. his tongue flicks across him and he hums softly, a pleased little noise as he slowly lets himself sink some of the way down now. it's after he rises and sinks down a few times that he pulls back, breathes out slowly against him as his hand resumes stroking. his other hand slides down, slips between them to cup and gently roll one of his balls in his palm and fingers.
he kisses his thigh, uses the moment to stall before that same hand shifts until his fingertips drag over his taint until a fingertip gently traces the rim of his entrance. }
Can I touch you here?
{ technically he already is but shh... semantics. }