[comes Leona's quip, some quick confirmation he isn'tcompletely gone in there. he doesn't give Cater what he wants just yet, letting Cater rut against his hand— enjoying the need of it, really. Cater better need him. why wouldn't he?
a long and languid lick up Cater's groin and Leona bites down again on Cater's hip, sucking on the skin to leave a bruise within the halo of teethmarks. when he pulls back to admire his handiwork his grip gets tighter but his pace no less fast and Leona stares with that stupid smug grin of his.
there's something wild about it, a sharper edge, like Cater really is nothing but a meal.
a lick of his lips and Leona leans down to drag his (only slightly rough) tongue up Cater's shaft, green eyes locked on green eyes, letting his bottom teeth catch theatrically (but ultimately harmlessly) against the underside of the tip.]
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[comes Leona's quip, some quick confirmation he isn'tcompletely gone in there. he doesn't give Cater what he wants just yet, letting Cater rut against his hand— enjoying the need of it, really. Cater better need him. why wouldn't he?
a long and languid lick up Cater's groin and Leona bites down again on Cater's hip, sucking on the skin to leave a bruise within the halo of teethmarks. when he pulls back to admire his handiwork his grip gets tighter but his pace no less fast and Leona stares with that stupid smug grin of his.
there's something wild about it, a sharper edge, like Cater really is nothing but a meal.
a lick of his lips and Leona leans down to drag his (only slightly rough) tongue up Cater's shaft, green eyes locked on green eyes, letting his bottom teeth catch theatrically (but ultimately harmlessly) against the underside of the tip.]