Oh, of course it is. I think about you plenty, Cloud.
[At the plea, Daan's expression softens and he leans in, pressing his lips to Cloud's; he licks into his mouth, sighing contentedly. His hand wraps more securely around that cock, starting to stroke in earnest.
Reluctantly, he parts from that kiss, whispering against Cloud's lips:]
no subject
[At the plea, Daan's expression softens and he leans in, pressing his lips to Cloud's; he licks into his mouth, sighing contentedly. His hand wraps more securely around that cock, starting to stroke in earnest.
Reluctantly, he parts from that kiss, whispering against Cloud's lips:]
There's a good boy. Is that better?