[Cloud isn't stopping. Of course he isn't; he's a man on a mission, after all. Committed to, exactly, spoiling Daan. It's such a strange thing to still experience; he knows the bruises, the stings on his skin and to enjoy them. To know they're from Cloud, marking him. But this, to be so thoroughly tended to--]
Cloud. Cloud...
[The bruises are, curiously, starting to fade and heal from Daan's skin. The aches fade, and he doesn't notice right at the moment, too deep into enjoying that mouth working away on his cock.]
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[Cloud isn't stopping. Of course he isn't; he's a man on a mission, after all. Committed to, exactly, spoiling Daan. It's such a strange thing to still experience; he knows the bruises, the stings on his skin and to enjoy them. To know they're from Cloud, marking him. But this, to be so thoroughly tended to--]
Cloud. Cloud...
[The bruises are, curiously, starting to fade and heal from Daan's skin. The aches fade, and he doesn't notice right at the moment, too deep into enjoying that mouth working away on his cock.]