[ Unbelievable. He could almost laugh, were he not significantly more interested in finishing at the moment. ]
No. Lieutenant, you know my thoughts on that. [ Unsanitary; uninteresting. Cheol-gang sets the weapon to the side for the time being—reluctantly—and seconds later grabs Irving by the shoulder, turning him onto his back with a swift, forceful motion. He proceeds to settle onto his knees, using both hands to pin Irving's shoulders to the floor—an action with its own eroticism, imbued with the knowledge that he's not strong enough to lift himself even uncuffed. Even once Cheol-gang sits back to straddle his hips, no longer shifting most of his weight forward, the pressure remains constant and aggressive— as though there's any real risk of Irving getting up; as though he'd want to.
And then his cock—still clothed, granted—finally comes up against real pressure, grinds against Irving's own visible erection. Cheol-gang abruptly tenses with the rush of sudden pleasure, lets out a shuddering breath— and speaks without thinking. ]
no subject
No. Lieutenant, you know my thoughts on that. [ Unsanitary; uninteresting. Cheol-gang sets the weapon to the side for the time being—reluctantly—and seconds later grabs Irving by the shoulder, turning him onto his back with a swift, forceful motion. He proceeds to settle onto his knees, using both hands to pin Irving's shoulders to the floor—an action with its own eroticism, imbued with the knowledge that he's not strong enough to lift himself even uncuffed. Even once Cheol-gang sits back to straddle his hips, no longer shifting most of his weight forward, the pressure remains constant and aggressive— as though there's any real risk of Irving getting up; as though he'd want to.
And then his cock—still clothed, granted—finally comes up against real pressure, grinds against Irving's own visible erection. Cheol-gang abruptly tenses with the rush of sudden pleasure, lets out a shuddering breath— and speaks without thinking. ]
Fuck.