[how could he not be so responsive when it's Red Wine doing these sinuous things to him? honestly, all he has to do is say the right thing and Dohalim will be putty in his hands. so to have this attention on him, to be teased like this... he can feel synapses firing off in his brain as jolts of electricity run along his nerve endings, bringing him ever closer to that first orgasm. his hold on Red Wine's hair tightens slightly as his back arches up off the bed, a moan slipping from his lips. hips bear down slightly to try to get those fingers to slip inside of him, to feel them rub against those walls. he knows it won't be enough, but it'll be something, at least]
Nn... Please... I want to feel you inside...
[his thighs fall apart a little more, as if almost beckoning the Food Soul. for all that he loves the teasing Red Wine always does to him, he'll more than admit that he wants more. he always does. he wants Red Wine completely, and like always, Dohalim wants to give all of himself to him]
no subject
Nn... Please... I want to feel you inside...
[his thighs fall apart a little more, as if almost beckoning the Food Soul. for all that he loves the teasing Red Wine always does to him, he'll more than admit that he wants more. he always does. he wants Red Wine completely, and like always, Dohalim wants to give all of himself to him]