tanks4thememory: (Shirtless full)
tanks4thememory ([personal profile] tanks4thememory) wrote 2021-02-06 11:53 pm (UTC)

Maybe bump your next tag back to the left because text squish OK? :3

The noises his omega was making were downright obscene, and it was wonderful. The way he squirmed and groaned tugging against his bonds and pulling them taut, as if they were a physical manifestation of his last shreds of control. The way he wailed, utterly lost in the ecstasy of the moment even before being allowed to come.

Clu could tell he was unravelling; he could smell how wet he was, a rare thing a this distance, outside of heat or rut. But aside from a soft low growl that he couldn't quite hold back as his own cock throbbed in eager anticipation he kept silent. Waiting for his omega to find enough words to ask again.

And finally with him bent low, his posture one of complete submission, there it was. A toothy smile crossed Clu's face, and part of him wondered how his code brother would take having him rest his feet on his bent back. Another time, perhaps. At least, Clu spoke. Not just permission, but an order. "Come. Now."

He would leave the devices humming for the moment in hopes of provoking a multiple, but he suspect they might not even need them to trigger an extra orgasm or two at that point.

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