Damn right I can. And more, I'm gonna have you addicted. Always coming back for you next fix.
[Says the virgin who's not managed to go past actually giving someone else a handjob, and everything else has been done on him. He's been spoiled with what touch he's gotten, lavished upon by smoke and hands and teeth. But he's confident, maybe idiotically so, and determined that this is the learning go for him to just feel claimed and loved. Next time he plans to be far more hands on, to get his hands and mouth on Smoker's cock, to really drive him wild. But for now, Smoker is in charge and Ace is happy to let him run the show.]
You don't like it when I shut up. Someone-[Ace whines suddenly, the sting of Smoker's fingers shutting him up for a moment. It's not that it hurts, he knows what real pain is, this is just a mild burning sensation but it's not something he expected. Maybe it's because he took so much time when he worked a finger into himself, he was entirely careful with how he penetrated his hole, it was an absolutely dainty action compared to this. But the fact that there's lube makes it easier too, Ace had gone with saliva and it hadn't been quite as effective.
Damn. Okay, maybe the sting isn't a bad thing. He might even like it, especially with how easy the slickness makes it for Smoker to move his fingers inside of him.] Someone's gotta talk for both of us, y'know? [He's not tensing up, or hurting. So he just shifts a little, legs opening even wider for more access, trying to make it easy for his body to open up more.
And then his flames are requested, and he's not going to turn down the chance to bring the heat.] Yeah, I got this. [And while Smoker all but fucks his mouth with his tongue, hips rocking and fingers still inside, he drags burning fingers over his shoulders like he's trying to brand Smoker's skin.]
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[Says the virgin who's not managed to go past actually giving someone else a handjob, and everything else has been done on him. He's been spoiled with what touch he's gotten, lavished upon by smoke and hands and teeth. But he's confident, maybe idiotically so, and determined that this is the learning go for him to just feel claimed and loved. Next time he plans to be far more hands on, to get his hands and mouth on Smoker's cock, to really drive him wild. But for now, Smoker is in charge and Ace is happy to let him run the show.]
You don't like it when I shut up. Someone-[Ace whines suddenly, the sting of Smoker's fingers shutting him up for a moment. It's not that it hurts, he knows what real pain is, this is just a mild burning sensation but it's not something he expected. Maybe it's because he took so much time when he worked a finger into himself, he was entirely careful with how he penetrated his hole, it was an absolutely dainty action compared to this. But the fact that there's lube makes it easier too, Ace had gone with saliva and it hadn't been quite as effective.
Damn. Okay, maybe the sting isn't a bad thing. He might even like it, especially with how easy the slickness makes it for Smoker to move his fingers inside of him.] Someone's gotta talk for both of us, y'know? [He's not tensing up, or hurting. So he just shifts a little, legs opening even wider for more access, trying to make it easy for his body to open up more.
And then his flames are requested, and he's not going to turn down the chance to bring the heat.] Yeah, I got this. [And while Smoker all but fucks his mouth with his tongue, hips rocking and fingers still inside, he drags burning fingers over his shoulders like he's trying to brand Smoker's skin.]