[ It's deliciously filthy and brutal, the way Cyno works him open, the way he teases him, and somewhere in the back of his mind, Tighnari can't help but be grateful, that he has found someone he can trust this much. An encounter like this is dangerous on principle, and Tighnari would never be able to ask it of someone who he didn't trust implicitly. Trust to know what the limits are, and where to push. Tighnari hardly even needed to lead Cyno along the first time they came together like this, even if he had needed a little encouragement, to let the Mahamatra out in the bedroom.
The mess they had laid in that night...
By the time Cyno withdraws his fingers, Tighnari is feeling flayed and forced open, a hole left behind that could only be filled by the weight and heat of Cyno's cock. Of course, his lover isn't going to make it that easy, and Tighnari groans as his muscles reflexively try to pin Cyno's cock against his backside, straining against the sash that binds his hands. ]
Mmm...Cyno...please, fuck me, please, I need your cock...
[ He needs it like he needs air and water, like nothing he has ever needed before, he's certain. He bites so hard into his lower lip he tastes blood, though he resists the urge to tell Cyno to smack him again. Already, precome dribbles from his neglected cock, dripping onto the sheets beneath him in a delicate line. ]
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The mess they had laid in that night...
By the time Cyno withdraws his fingers, Tighnari is feeling flayed and forced open, a hole left behind that could only be filled by the weight and heat of Cyno's cock. Of course, his lover isn't going to make it that easy, and Tighnari groans as his muscles reflexively try to pin Cyno's cock against his backside, straining against the sash that binds his hands. ]
Mmm...Cyno...please, fuck me, please, I need your cock...
[ He needs it like he needs air and water, like nothing he has ever needed before, he's certain. He bites so hard into his lower lip he tastes blood, though he resists the urge to tell Cyno to smack him again. Already, precome dribbles from his neglected cock, dripping onto the sheets beneath him in a delicate line. ]