[ Paul's panting is ragged now, primal in its noise as he watches Loki curl those tattooed fingers around his own cock and arches up for more, eager for it like the whore he is. It's the best Loki's looked, those beautiful blue eyes clouded with lust. It's a miracle Paul doesn't come at that sight alone, how willing and supple Loki is, how it takes Paul's breath away even as he's buried inside him. ]
Good boy. [ The expensive leather of Paul's gloves are soft on Loki's skin as he presses his thumb and index down onto his friends' throat, applying pressure and slowing his hips down. ]
My perfect fucking whore.
[ he's accentuating each word by slamming himself into Loki up to the hilt, but Paul doesn't keep it up for long. Not when he can apply even more pressure like he is now, grip tight on Loki's windpipe. Caught up in euphoria and the heady rush, he resumes the hard and fast pace he'd set previously as he cuts off Loki's air altogether with a decisive squeeze. Paul keeps his free hand on the counter, ready to adjust and hold onto Loki if the other loses his balance in his ecstacy. He's only ever wanted this with Loki. No one else. ]
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Date: 2023-09-20 04:40 am (UTC)Good boy. [ The expensive leather of Paul's gloves are soft on Loki's skin as he presses his thumb and index down onto his friends' throat, applying pressure and slowing his hips down. ]
My perfect fucking whore.
[ he's accentuating each word by slamming himself into Loki up to the hilt, but Paul doesn't keep it up for long. Not when he can apply even more pressure like he is now, grip tight on Loki's windpipe. Caught up in euphoria and the heady rush, he resumes the hard and fast pace he'd set previously as he cuts off Loki's air altogether with a decisive squeeze. Paul keeps his free hand on the counter, ready to adjust and hold onto Loki if the other loses his balance in his ecstacy. He's only ever wanted this with Loki. No one else. ]