( The motions of his tongue are unrelenting, broad and wet. No one else will be able to bring Miyano to this peak ever again, and that thought has his own cock dripping in anticipation. A virgin human, ruined at his hands now and for the rest of his days to come.
His hands grip tighter still, certain to leave marks under those large hands, the tips of his nails pressing into the fair skin. He wants to be sure every time Miyano looks at himself in the days to come, all he sees is the reminders of him. Of everything he's done to him.
The thick tongue continues it's motions, dips deeper still. He's mindful of every reaction he pulls out of Miyano as he explores him with his tongue and keeps stroking him with the length of his tail. )
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Date: 2022-09-28 08:48 pm (UTC)His hands grip tighter still, certain to leave marks under those large hands, the tips of his nails pressing into the fair skin. He wants to be sure every time Miyano looks at himself in the days to come, all he sees is the reminders of him. Of everything he's done to him.
The thick tongue continues it's motions, dips deeper still. He's mindful of every reaction he pulls out of Miyano as he explores him with his tongue and keeps stroking him with the length of his tail. )