John is convinced he stopped breathing half an hour ago, right around the time she worked her first little fingertip against the pucker of his ass.
Now she’s two fingers in, and John can’t breathe.
“Oh, baby, relax.” Claudia presses kisses to his back, reaching what she can without removing her fingers. “You’re being such a good boy for me, you just need to take a deep breath.”
He does, somehow, because she told him to. The air rattles through him, inhaled and exhaled on a low, needy moan.
“That’s my good boy.” She scissors her fingers and brushes them against his prostate, making him whine louder. “Shh, I’ve got you, baby. I’ll take care of your needy little ass, don’t worry. I’m right here to open you up nice and wide for me.”
His cock has been hard since she tied his wrists together. It twitches with every word, every new sensation.
“Please.”
“What do you need, baby? Need another finger in your hungry hole? Need more kisses? Need a hand on your poor, neglected cock?”
“Please.” John rubs his face against the belt binding his wrists, trying to ground himself. “Please, let me come. Please.”
“You can come when you want, baby.” Claudia presses almost-rough on his prostate, rubbing her fingertips around and around and around. “Think you could do it like this?”
John hitches his hips back into her hand and forward against the bed, his knees having given out with his lungs a while ago. He rubs his face against the belt and takes a shuddery breath.
“For you, I’ll try.”
YAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSS
I LOVE EVERYTHINGGGGG
thank you so much *cry* this is brautiful. He’s being so good for her and she’s so gentle with himmmmm
I’m so sorry I always have to ask you for them but you just fill my need tbh
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