// i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget —
Humming a breathy note of agreement, Thorn continues to guide Everest’s hands along his body, nose and lips tickling against the jut of his jaw and his neck, remaining precisely still so as to give them a moment of calm to get their heartbeats evening again. “It was perfect.” He purrs in response, planting a wet kiss against the underside of Everest’s jaw.
He pauses in his movements as the Attuned’s hand crosses over his collarbones and explores his throat and jaw, Thorn shivering a little in delight at the sensation as he watches the view in the mirror. The quiet whisper of praise has Thorn’s cock twitching, lips curving into a smirk as he purrs back a whispered “y’fill me so well.” As if to say it feels so good because the Aviator is nothing but perfect for the courtesan.
However, the next set of words have his muscles already tense as if preparing to move, before Ever’s husky voice meets the shell of his ear and Thorn nearly whines with the thought. He doesn’t respond, instead he shifts almost immediately and with a bit more strength than it seems he has, slipping off of Everest’s lap and unfortunately off of his hard cock, turning to press his lips to Everest’s collarbones, teeth biting down to suck a mark into the skin just above his pectoral.
And with it, he adjusts the room a bit himself, extending the bed behind the Aviator so that as he withdraws, his hands find the other man’s shoulders and he pushes him down back against the bed, hands growing rougher to match the dark smirk that spreads across Thorn’s face. “I can happily provide.” He grips Everest’s thighs, splaying them to make room for himself as he slips in, pausing to reach for the lube to douse his fingers in, before he runs his hands affectionately and appreciatively against Everest’s ass, dipping a finger into his entrance. “Just relax, baby.” Comes the husky command, slowly beginning to work him loose.
He pauses in his movements as the Attuned’s hand crosses over his collarbones and explores his throat and jaw, Thorn shivering a little in delight at the sensation as he watches the view in the mirror. The quiet whisper of praise has Thorn’s cock twitching, lips curving into a smirk as he purrs back a whispered “y’fill me so well.” As if to say it feels so good because the Aviator is nothing but perfect for the courtesan.
However, the next set of words have his muscles already tense as if preparing to move, before Ever’s husky voice meets the shell of his ear and Thorn nearly whines with the thought. He doesn’t respond, instead he shifts almost immediately and with a bit more strength than it seems he has, slipping off of Everest’s lap and unfortunately off of his hard cock, turning to press his lips to Everest’s collarbones, teeth biting down to suck a mark into the skin just above his pectoral.
And with it, he adjusts the room a bit himself, extending the bed behind the Aviator so that as he withdraws, his hands find the other man’s shoulders and he pushes him down back against the bed, hands growing rougher to match the dark smirk that spreads across Thorn’s face. “I can happily provide.” He grips Everest’s thighs, splaying them to make room for himself as he slips in, pausing to reach for the lube to douse his fingers in, before he runs his hands affectionately and appreciatively against Everest’s ass, dipping a finger into his entrance. “Just relax, baby.” Comes the husky command, slowly beginning to work him loose.
thorn
— i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised //
what all the other boys all promised //
