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ℙ𝔼ℝℂ𝕀𝕍𝔸𝕃 π”Ύβ„π”Έπ•π”Όπ•Š ([personal profile] mund) wrote 2017-04-09 04:50 pm (UTC)

Of course.

[ He can see it now, how Credence is budding, starting to shed the rigid confines of his mother's instruction -- having had a taste of sex and how good it feels, he's developing a desire for more of it, and Graves cannot be more pleased. Oblivious to the stirrings of that fierce jealousy, he cups his husband's face and guides him close to his, a faint nod signalling his approval. He will coax Credence forward, show him that theirs is a relationship that can go both ways -- he can kiss, touch, and be kissed and touched in return. ] We can do it all day and all night, if you want. Have you take me inside your mouth, your lovely, tight little ass for hours.

[ He leans forward to kiss his mouth briefly, his hand sliding under Credence's robes, into trousers, a finger rubbing between the crease of pert, firm cheeks. ] I'm going to make you feel so much more. [ He smiles, lazy, predatory. ] Take your clothes off, my love.

[ Right here in this grand, empty throne room. ]

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