I'd still know you, not being shown you, I only need the working of my hands
Later, the aviator will have mixed reviews about his first time being a bottom, but in the moment his lips sing nothing but praise as Thorn pops that particular cherry. Able to turn his head and watch the courtesan's body, almost not believing that it was him who was being fucked, when he finally did cum—rather, when he felt as if he was allowed to—the stars that lined his vision were surely from their experimentation with edging as from the newness of all of this for the aviator.
It took a few moments for the aviator to realize that the whimpers he heard were leaving his own limps, and as he blinked his eyes open it was with a rather embarrassed smile that he sought Thorn out. "I..." Finding his throat quite dry, he huffed a laugh that was as much born from amusement as amazement. "I've certainly never cum like that before." True, he only had two instances prior to choose from, but he hoped the courtesan would take his meaning just the same.
"That was incredible." Sitting up, and finding himself surprisingly sore from their activities—not unpleasantly so, but it had been a while since the aviator's body had felt used—Everest rubbed at his eye with the heel of his hand before settling.
"I don't know what happens now, but...I wouldn't be unhappy if you stayed, though I understand if you havepeople things to do."
Regardless, Everest would shower, pour himself a large glass of wine and ponder over the events of that evening. He'd think of Isla often. So often in fact that when his lessons started the next day, he was more than eager to begin.
~FIN
It took a few moments for the aviator to realize that the whimpers he heard were leaving his own limps, and as he blinked his eyes open it was with a rather embarrassed smile that he sought Thorn out. "I..." Finding his throat quite dry, he huffed a laugh that was as much born from amusement as amazement. "I've certainly never cum like that before." True, he only had two instances prior to choose from, but he hoped the courtesan would take his meaning just the same.
"That was incredible." Sitting up, and finding himself surprisingly sore from their activities—not unpleasantly so, but it had been a while since the aviator's body had felt used—Everest rubbed at his eye with the heel of his hand before settling.
"I don't know what happens now, but...I wouldn't be unhappy if you stayed, though I understand if you have
Regardless, Everest would shower, pour himself a large glass of wine and ponder over the events of that evening. He'd think of Isla often. So often in fact that when his lessons started the next day, he was more than eager to begin.
~FIN
Everest
