[Lightly, he drags his teeth over Cloud's throat, tracing over his pulse before giving a harder nip to the collarbone. More firmly, Daan presses his palm against Cloud's crotch, rubbing at him.]
I could tease you, then. I wonder how long you'd last until you started begging? Or would that be too mean for you? [Daan smiles in that way that's just a bit too sharp, a cat debating on how to play with the cornered mouse.] Guess you're just gonna have to tell me.
[But first, Daan does kiss Cloud firmly on the lips, humming against him. Although his hand finally works his cock out from the panties, Daan's fingers are featherlight, as if to barely trace his length from base to tip with no real grip to it.]
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[Lightly, he drags his teeth over Cloud's throat, tracing over his pulse before giving a harder nip to the collarbone. More firmly, Daan presses his palm against Cloud's crotch, rubbing at him.]
I could tease you, then. I wonder how long you'd last until you started begging? Or would that be too mean for you? [Daan smiles in that way that's just a bit too sharp, a cat debating on how to play with the cornered mouse.] Guess you're just gonna have to tell me.
[But first, Daan does kiss Cloud firmly on the lips, humming against him. Although his hand finally works his cock out from the panties, Daan's fingers are featherlight, as if to barely trace his length from base to tip with no real grip to it.]