This time it stings and Poison curls his fingers in the blanket on top of the bed, bracing himself more. "I know how you feel about this ass in lace."
He tries to sound cocky, but he's getting distracted, trying to figure out when the next hit might land. And he's trying, and failing, to ignore how it feels to have almost nothing between his cock and the bed.
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Date: 2018-04-03 06:59 pm (UTC)He tries to sound cocky, but he's getting distracted, trying to figure out when the next hit might land. And he's trying, and failing, to ignore how it feels to have almost nothing between his cock and the bed.