[ graves does as his imperious little prince asks, unzipping his trousers, his hand slipping in to draw him out. he loves the sweet little moan he makes when he presses his against his nipple, and he sucks a gentle lovebite right above it. he thinks of the teacher, how he had been so eager to suck credence's cock that he was willing to kneel before him in the bathroom for it -- and he understands.
he understand the pull that credence has, aand his fingers press hard onto his hip in retaliation, punishment for credence straying from him, finding solace in another man. he presses hard enough to leave faint bruises. good, then he'll remember him.
he raises his head, fingers wrapping around his cock to stroke. ] I'm going to get you off right here. You must still be aching for it. Did you like how he sucked you off?
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he understand the pull that credence has, aand his fingers press hard onto his hip in retaliation, punishment for credence straying from him, finding solace in another man. he presses hard enough to leave faint bruises. good, then he'll remember him.
he raises his head, fingers wrapping around his cock to stroke. ] I'm going to get you off right here. You must still be aching for it. Did you like how he sucked you off?