[ his eyes roam his body as he strips, and for a moment he contemplates averting his gaze out of respect. so he does, pink tinting his cheeks, until he remembers where they are and what they’re doing.
right.
he would be lying — if he said the sight of daan kneeling before him, thighs spread, didn’t spark anything within him. there was a more primitive side of him, an animalistic facet of his personality, and he was mostly oblivious to its presence.
now, not so much.
carefully, gradually, his foot raises. and then as he exercises all the care in the world to not utilize the full force of his strength, the heel of his boot slowly impresses onto daan’s cock. he looks down at him, cyan electrifying with intensity, and shifts his foot ever so slightly. ]
You’re so good for me. [ he praises, voice gentle and level. ]
no subject
right.
he would be lying — if he said the sight of daan kneeling before him, thighs spread, didn’t spark anything within him. there was a more primitive side of him, an animalistic facet of his personality, and he was mostly oblivious to its presence.
now, not so much.
carefully, gradually, his foot raises. and then as he exercises all the care in the world to not utilize the full force of his strength, the heel of his boot slowly impresses onto daan’s cock. he looks down at him, cyan electrifying with intensity, and shifts his foot ever so slightly. ]
You’re so good for me. [ he praises, voice gentle and level. ]