[ it's close, and graves delights in it, smiling at how credence's soft moan is muffled into the pillow, and it makes him wonder just what he will feel like on his hands and knees, when graves is inside him and he has to keep him quiet.
he goes deep, then -- relentless, deepthroating him and drawing him deep inside, stifling a soft answering groan, coaxing him along. he can feel it when he comes, and he takes in everything, swallowing every thick, warm spurt of come, lapping and laving to drag out his orgasm, his finger brushing lightly against that tight, tight hole.
it's approving, how he hums softly, a fierce, masculine sense of pride rising in the face of credence's first ejaculation -- such a curious thing, such a lovely thing, to know that credence has this much self-control over himself. and so he continues, swallowing down every drop, tasting the bittersalty thickness of him and breathing him in before he eventually pulls his mouth away from him, kissing and lapping at his saliva and come-slick cock. he cleans him up, laying a soft, lingering kiss to the head. ]
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he goes deep, then -- relentless, deepthroating him and drawing him deep inside, stifling a soft answering groan, coaxing him along. he can feel it when he comes, and he takes in everything, swallowing every thick, warm spurt of come, lapping and laving to drag out his orgasm, his finger brushing lightly against that tight, tight hole.
it's approving, how he hums softly, a fierce, masculine sense of pride rising in the face of credence's first ejaculation -- such a curious thing, such a lovely thing, to know that credence has this much self-control over himself. and so he continues, swallowing down every drop, tasting the bittersalty thickness of him and breathing him in before he eventually pulls his mouth away from him, kissing and lapping at his saliva and come-slick cock. he cleans him up, laying a soft, lingering kiss to the head. ]
How did that feel, Credence?