[ cloud pulls back, cum spraying across his face in viscous ropes — it dribbles down his jaw, and he swallows the rest crudely before his gaze intertwines with daan’s.
gradually, he crawls onto him, a hand framing his face; it thumbs that tear away. ]
no subject
gradually, he crawls onto him, a hand framing his face; it thumbs that tear away. ]
…You okay?