[Dohalim barely has time to regain himself or process what's happening before he looks up at Red Wine. there's a sharp hiss that leaves him as the other lowers himself onto his cock; with how sensitive he is, it's almost a miracle he doesn't cum then and there again. but with the pressure of the Food Soul on his lap, it only serves to press his hips down onto the seat, and the vibrating appendage deeper into him]
Nn... Red Wine--
[Dohalim gasps out his name before leaning forward, pressing his face into Red Wine's shoulder. the heat is dizzying and he can feel himself start to slip into a state of rapture, senses nearly overloading with sensations, and no way to get out of it. not that he wants to, of course.
lifting his head, Dohalim peeks up at the other man through his bangs, eyes heavily lidded in pleasure. but leaning back in again, he clamps his teeth down onto that perfect, pale skin. he always liked how his temporary marks would bloom red onto his skin, like a painting of his pleasure]
F... feel so good...
[words are muffled against his skin, as he bites down on another spot]
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Nn... Red Wine--
[Dohalim gasps out his name before leaning forward, pressing his face into Red Wine's shoulder. the heat is dizzying and he can feel himself start to slip into a state of rapture, senses nearly overloading with sensations, and no way to get out of it. not that he wants to, of course.
lifting his head, Dohalim peeks up at the other man through his bangs, eyes heavily lidded in pleasure. but leaning back in again, he clamps his teeth down onto that perfect, pale skin. he always liked how his temporary marks would bloom red onto his skin, like a painting of his pleasure]
F... feel so good...
[words are muffled against his skin, as he bites down on another spot]