// i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget —
“I’m gonna hold ya to it, baby.” Thorn drawls, that playfully seductive grin remaining as he works at the button and watches as Harper settles back onto his elbows. He gets a beautiful view of the man’s chest, watching the rise and fall as it subsequently hitches when the button is released and he slowly starts to slip the other man’s pants off. All the while he meets the attuned’s gaze, fingers deftly running along his newly exposed skin as he activates that wind magic at his fingertips, billowing open Harper’s shirt ever so slightly to reveal more of his chest.
He slips Harper’s legs over his shoulders, hands bracing and running along the outsides of his thighs as his cock is exposed to him now, and Thorn’s seafoam gaze is lidded heavily and locked on the Attuned as he leans forward, dragging his warm tongue along the length, relishing in the taste and the warmth, trying to fill him out fully before he dives in. As he works him up, he utilizes the magic again, letting the wind drag little gusts against Harper’s chest, dragging against his nipples to help.
And the second he gets Harper all content and ready, one of his hands runs along the base of the other man’s cock as he guides it to his mouth, deftly and with practice, swallows him down, humming his notes of contentment as his lids flutter briefly, still trying to focus on Harper but finding it a bit harder, so he decides to make it a show instead.
He slips Harper’s legs over his shoulders, hands bracing and running along the outsides of his thighs as his cock is exposed to him now, and Thorn’s seafoam gaze is lidded heavily and locked on the Attuned as he leans forward, dragging his warm tongue along the length, relishing in the taste and the warmth, trying to fill him out fully before he dives in. As he works him up, he utilizes the magic again, letting the wind drag little gusts against Harper’s chest, dragging against his nipples to help.
And the second he gets Harper all content and ready, one of his hands runs along the base of the other man’s cock as he guides it to his mouth, deftly and with practice, swallows him down, humming his notes of contentment as his lids flutter briefly, still trying to focus on Harper but finding it a bit harder, so he decides to make it a show instead.
thorn
— i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised //
what all the other boys all promised //
