Credence loosens his hold on his shoulder, ostensibly discovering that Graves can do whatever he damn well pleases, and is clearly exercising that right when it comes to ravishing his young man's lovely, lean body. He can spend hours like this, he decides, witnessing his awakening, leading him into pleasure and showing him just what he can have. Graves has no doubt that Mary Lou has poisoned the well -- with what, however, he has no idea, but he's beginning to find out.
His Credence is still painfully shy, so very innocently new to carnal debauchery, and Graves is slowly, methodically taking it away from him layer by layer.
It starts, of course, with the king sucking his consort's cock, taking him deeper into his mouth, his head bobbing as he sucks and licks, laving the underside of his dick as he worships between his legs, appreciating the way he's gripping his shoulder. He registers Credence's words and only smiles faintly, before he takes him all inside, his lips tight against the base of his dick, his nosy buried in his curls and the head of his cock pressing down his throat.
He stays like that for a moment before he starts moving again, his hand coming to curve over his balls, playing with him absently. He doesn't look away, fixated on Credence's pleasure. ]
Do you like it? [ He asks when he releases his saliva-slick cock from his mouth with a wet 'pop', curious. ]
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Credence loosens his hold on his shoulder, ostensibly discovering that Graves can do whatever he damn well pleases, and is clearly exercising that right when it comes to ravishing his young man's lovely, lean body. He can spend hours like this, he decides, witnessing his awakening, leading him into pleasure and showing him just what he can have. Graves has no doubt that Mary Lou has poisoned the well -- with what, however, he has no idea, but he's beginning to find out.
His Credence is still painfully shy, so very innocently new to carnal debauchery, and Graves is slowly, methodically taking it away from him layer by layer.
It starts, of course, with the king sucking his consort's cock, taking him deeper into his mouth, his head bobbing as he sucks and licks, laving the underside of his dick as he worships between his legs, appreciating the way he's gripping his shoulder. He registers Credence's words and only smiles faintly, before he takes him all inside, his lips tight against the base of his dick, his nosy buried in his curls and the head of his cock pressing down his throat.
He stays like that for a moment before he starts moving again, his hand coming to curve over his balls, playing with him absently. He doesn't look away, fixated on Credence's pleasure. ]
Do you like it? [ He asks when he releases his saliva-slick cock from his mouth with a wet 'pop', curious. ]