Love mends even the broken parts
Eyes widening at Frey's words and their tone, Loren bit his lip. He nodded. "You're right. I'm sorry. I was just trying to return the favor." Of course, the lesson would take a little bit longer to sink in, though for now he just leaned back, fighting against his body that wanted to press itself against them.
Brow furrowing, he examined them. "I noticed." Somehow, he managed to meet their gaze, though his eyes wanted to linger elsewhere.
As they twisted his fingers back he whimpered from both the pleasure and the pain. "Sorry! We did, sorry." He collapsed against the ground, pliant and limp except for his erection. Swallowing hard, he nodded again. "Understood." Resisting the urge to say anything else, he clamped his mouth shut and curled his fingers into his palms hard enough that they drew blood.
Brow furrowing, he examined them. "I noticed." Somehow, he managed to meet their gaze, though his eyes wanted to linger elsewhere.
As they twisted his fingers back he whimpered from both the pleasure and the pain. "Sorry! We did, sorry." He collapsed against the ground, pliant and limp except for his erection. Swallowing hard, he nodded again. "Understood." Resisting the urge to say anything else, he clamped his mouth shut and curled his fingers into his palms hard enough that they drew blood.
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