gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
As Remi's composure finally cracks, his voice little more than a soft growl in the hazy air between them, Ronin can't help the satisfied smile that creeps across his lips. "This right now, that you're feeling," he says sweetly, his husband's fingers hooked under his chin, his cheeks flushing with need and arousal, "is exactly what it's like for me every second of this season. And just imagine if someone else was here right now, taking my attention away?" He hisses in a sharp breath. "Maddening."
But enough, Remi has said, and Ronin might enjoy his own teasing every now and then, but he's far from cruel about it. Tipping his head forward as if to encourage the Bastion's fingers to plunge back into his hair, the Knight doesn't waste a moment more. Squeezing his husband's cock a second time, this time he punctuates it with the slick heat of his mouth, taking as much of Remi as he can in one breath. Humming around him as if this is a gift he's given himself, his hand strokes in tandem with the movement of his lips and tongue, leaving the other man's hips free to thrust forward and fuck his mouth, if that's what he chooses.
But enough, Remi has said, and Ronin might enjoy his own teasing every now and then, but he's far from cruel about it. Tipping his head forward as if to encourage the Bastion's fingers to plunge back into his hair, the Knight doesn't waste a moment more. Squeezing his husband's cock a second time, this time he punctuates it with the slick heat of his mouth, taking as much of Remi as he can in one breath. Humming around him as if this is a gift he's given himself, his hand strokes in tandem with the movement of his lips and tongue, leaving the other man's hips free to thrust forward and fuck his mouth, if that's what he chooses.
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
