So I pray to hands
And I pray to needs
Sam's moans and whines were muffled by Milo's neck in his mouth, but they would be obvious all the same, if not in the sounds then in the way his fingers tightened and grasped tight onto him. As Milo thrusted in hard with his final strokes, he released his neck, tipping his head back and letting out a final, desperate moan.
Of course, due to the Ascended dulling of human experience, well...Sam was a good actor (in some ways) and liked putting on this act, but he was left with a oddly empty feeling of dissatisfaction as Milo came and he could not, just for a moment faltering and staring at the ceiling with a held back sigh. Quickly he got himself back together, not wanting to disencourage Milo, and gently played with the other man's hair as he came down.
"..So...what do you think of Ascended bites?" He asked, a faint laugh in his words.
Of course, due to the Ascended dulling of human experience, well...Sam was a good actor (in some ways) and liked putting on this act, but he was left with a oddly empty feeling of dissatisfaction as Milo came and he could not, just for a moment faltering and staring at the ceiling with a held back sigh. Quickly he got himself back together, not wanting to disencourage Milo, and gently played with the other man's hair as he came down.
"..So...what do you think of Ascended bites?" He asked, a faint laugh in his words.
And I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds
SAMUEL
Base Code by Sky!
