[ credence is so scatterbrained like this, trying to keep his focus when all he wants to do is all this and more, more--graves' hand on his cock, more rocking his hips into the touches, more gentle tugging at the older man's hair. he shifts, placing an open-mouthed kiss to graves' adam's apple before lifting his head just in time to find himself with fingers being coaxed into his mouth.
his lips part obediently and he nods slightly before he complies, taking both of them in as far as he can, sucking at them obscenely and digging his nails into graves' shoulder. his eyes flutter closed and he moans softly around them, squirming because despite everything it's not enough and he wants all he can drag out of graves.
when he pulls back a little it's to nip playfully at the tips of his fingers with a little hum though he's definitely made sure to follow orders, a thin strand of saliva connecting his lips and graves' fingers until he pulls far enough away to break the connection. then he's licking his lips, grinning. ] Are you telling me you're mine, then?
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his lips part obediently and he nods slightly before he complies, taking both of them in as far as he can, sucking at them obscenely and digging his nails into graves' shoulder. his eyes flutter closed and he moans softly around them, squirming because despite everything it's not enough and he wants all he can drag out of graves.
when he pulls back a little it's to nip playfully at the tips of his fingers with a little hum though he's definitely made sure to follow orders, a thin strand of saliva connecting his lips and graves' fingers until he pulls far enough away to break the connection. then he's licking his lips, grinning. ] Are you telling me you're mine, then?