[ his horns being grasped and handled the way his arousal would lights yet another fire to gasoline— a smoldering one. eren’s cock visibly throbs to both the sensation as his fantasized imagery only unfolds into a future that was too near, a breathy snarl coming only to crack at its end into something of a mewl. he has to give him his head, all of it, curving his neck up and down, up and down, then again to aid mikleo’s palm in gliding along the spikes. more, please more.
the notice, if anything, is what makes eren even more a compassionate lover. he won’t deny the other’s freedom, he’s charged him exclusively to feel his pleasured convulsions, chain after chain, and piggyback on smaller afterwaves of mikleo’s climax. he ceases the rhythmic, often raucous thrusts from his arm to focus entirely on the other’s knot, keeping to a beat that was not quite keen on stopping after his first full-body experience.
no, eren keeps going, and going, and going to take mikleo to an innermore barrage with him. he would use his mouth more on him now, if he didn’t need it breath as quickly as he was, cradling the other’s back off the tree and to the angle of his free arm propping him up with poise. ]
Let go with me, [ his lips are curling, agape to pant and whisk out husky chortles against the curvature of the seraph’s graceful jawline, contorting his own body to his bonded’s spin. ] Mikleo, [ he fights to keep his eyes open, to still watch him, but the foreseen something’s coming is so upon them, even eren shares in an exclusive high. ]
no subject
the notice, if anything, is what makes eren even more a compassionate lover. he won’t deny the other’s freedom, he’s charged him exclusively to feel his pleasured convulsions, chain after chain, and piggyback on smaller afterwaves of mikleo’s climax. he ceases the rhythmic, often raucous thrusts from his arm to focus entirely on the other’s knot, keeping to a beat that was not quite keen on stopping after his first full-body experience.
no, eren keeps going, and going, and going to take mikleo to an innermore barrage with him. he would use his mouth more on him now, if he didn’t need it breath as quickly as he was, cradling the other’s back off the tree and to the angle of his free arm propping him up with poise. ]
Let go with me, [ his lips are curling, agape to pant and whisk out husky chortles against the curvature of the seraph’s graceful jawline, contorting his own body to his bonded’s spin. ] Mikleo, [ he fights to keep his eyes open, to still watch him, but the foreseen something’s coming is so upon them, even eren shares in an exclusive high. ]