Don smiles at how obediently Marvelous licks his own fluids from Don’s fingers, not taking them into his mouth as he usually does (like when Don has a bit of sauce on his fingers from cooking dinner, and Marvelous insists on sucking off every last drop, which is all too reminiscent of other things he likes to do to Don with his mouth) but using only his tongue to lick Don’s fingertips clean. And all with a penitent “I’m sorry, sir,” as he continues to stroke his cock at Don’s command in the meantime.
“That’s alright, I forgive you,” says Don, stroking Marvelous’s hair with his now clean hand. “You have such a clever mouth. I’ll have to put it to work later.” He brushes his fingers over Marvelous’s lips before lowering his hand to guide Marvelous’s thumb across his nipple again. “Now, don’t stop doing that, it feels so good...” He braces himself with his hands on Marvelous’s biceps, stroking the tense, firm muscles as he clings to them. “Aah, that’s so nice, n-not too hard...” Don would love to just succumb to the pleasure and let Marvelous touch to his heart’s content, but they’ve still only just gotten started, and Don can’t let himself get too excited yet.
Don moves his hands to Marvelous’s waist and drags them slowly down over the taut muscles there. “Are you ready to come again?” he says, a little breathless, and lets his hands slide down to Marvelous’s hips, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of his underwear to stroke at the skin right where his hips meet his thighs. “Come whenever you’re ready, and then I’ll decide what to do with you next.”
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Date: 2013-01-14 09:44 am (UTC)From:“That’s alright, I forgive you,” says Don, stroking Marvelous’s hair with his now clean hand. “You have such a clever mouth. I’ll have to put it to work later.” He brushes his fingers over Marvelous’s lips before lowering his hand to guide Marvelous’s thumb across his nipple again. “Now, don’t stop doing that, it feels so good...” He braces himself with his hands on Marvelous’s biceps, stroking the tense, firm muscles as he clings to them. “Aah, that’s so nice, n-not too hard...” Don would love to just succumb to the pleasure and let Marvelous touch to his heart’s content, but they’ve still only just gotten started, and Don can’t let himself get too excited yet.
Don moves his hands to Marvelous’s waist and drags them slowly down over the taut muscles there. “Are you ready to come again?” he says, a little breathless, and lets his hands slide down to Marvelous’s hips, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of his underwear to stroke at the skin right where his hips meet his thighs. “Come whenever you’re ready, and then I’ll decide what to do with you next.”