[ and now credence grins wolfishly, nuzzling back into the hand at his head as his hands deftly work at graves' belt and pants, heel of his palm purposely rubbing over his cock as he does. so soon as is possible he frees him from any fabric, licking his lips and taking in the sight of him for a moment, teeth catching at his lower lip mischievously. ]
Does this mean you'll truly be all mine? All of you?
[ he's smiling as he says it, cheek pressing to the underside of graves' cock before he turns his head to lick a slow stripe along the length of it, lips dragging over velvety skin. ]
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Does this mean you'll truly be all mine? All of you?
[ he's smiling as he says it, cheek pressing to the underside of graves' cock before he turns his head to lick a slow stripe along the length of it, lips dragging over velvety skin. ]
Even this?