so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
Astaroth fully intends on getting everything he can out of this situation, and given how Danta curves and curls into him, it’s clear that it is a reasonable option in the grand scheme. So he nips and claims, lips quirking into a smirk away from the cheshire grin, a knowing look gleaming in the dark depths of his eyes.
“More—” He’s cut off by the press of Danta’s lips against his own in a kiss, forgetting the rest of it temporarily as he slides his hands down the slender pale sides of the Maverick, moving to hook his legs around his hips, ignoring the initial gut reaction of what he wanted to do in the face of the neediness pressed into the kiss.
Hands slip back down to begin to loosen up the Maverick and give attention to his cock, simultaneous presses and strokes that has him withdrawing slightly to drag his lips along Danta’s sternum, nipping against his skin to leave a trail of red marks down, maneuvering down far enough to hook Danta’s legs now around his broad, scarred shoulders. He raises a conspiratory brow toward the Maverick, hand slowing along his cock, dark eyes locking with him as he leans closer, fully intending to utilize his tongue here to start.
“More—” He’s cut off by the press of Danta’s lips against his own in a kiss, forgetting the rest of it temporarily as he slides his hands down the slender pale sides of the Maverick, moving to hook his legs around his hips, ignoring the initial gut reaction of what he wanted to do in the face of the neediness pressed into the kiss.
Hands slip back down to begin to loosen up the Maverick and give attention to his cock, simultaneous presses and strokes that has him withdrawing slightly to drag his lips along Danta’s sternum, nipping against his skin to leave a trail of red marks down, maneuvering down far enough to hook Danta’s legs now around his broad, scarred shoulders. He raises a conspiratory brow toward the Maverick, hand slowing along his cock, dark eyes locking with him as he leans closer, fully intending to utilize his tongue here to start.
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
