// i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget —
The addition of more pressure applied into him has Thorn’s chin tilting up a little, breath hitching as he exhales another soft sound, putting on a show for Ever as his hands roam and run along muscle and shoulders, especially as the Aviator dips to press his lips to his collarbone and shoulder. It’s tender in a way that Thorn had not been expecting, though it’s clear he doesn’t complain. No, instead he laughs a breathy sound with the admission, heavy lidded seafoam greens meeting Everest’s when he gives him that crooked smile. “You can be rougher.” He purrs. “We could even come up with a safe word in case it’s too much?”
He walks his fingertips along Everest’s broad shoulder until he reaches the other man’s collarbone and then his sternum, slipping down the center of his torso down and down until he’s both grinding a bit more against Everest’s hand with a breathy moan for him, but a ghosting of his hand at his own cock as he unbuttons Everest’s pants, focusing on dressing him down as he flashes a crooked smirk back up at him, skin flushed and darkening already. “That’s what I’m here for, baby.” Thorn purrs, utilizing his telekinesis to try to tug the pants down a bit, his hands move to rub along the bulge in fleeting teasing touches.
He walks his fingertips along Everest’s broad shoulder until he reaches the other man’s collarbone and then his sternum, slipping down the center of his torso down and down until he’s both grinding a bit more against Everest’s hand with a breathy moan for him, but a ghosting of his hand at his own cock as he unbuttons Everest’s pants, focusing on dressing him down as he flashes a crooked smirk back up at him, skin flushed and darkening already. “That’s what I’m here for, baby.” Thorn purrs, utilizing his telekinesis to try to tug the pants down a bit, his hands move to rub along the bulge in fleeting teasing touches.
thorn
— i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised //
what all the other boys all promised //
