I’m going to have you squirming, Scaramouche, begging me to let you come, because you’ll have hit your limit aaaages ago. [ he doesn’t up the pace in the slightest, instead slowing down… though he does press down into him harder as he releases a small burst of his pheromones. ]
[ using pheromones is cheating, but effective, and already it makes him whine. He tries to rock his hips against him, tries to move to increase the pace, but of course it's not working ]
...come on, [ sneers, like an asshole. ] no you cum on, Scaramouche, let's see you come apart in those pants of yours. [ licks at the bite mark he made on his neck. ]
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Come on—
Re: 442 - post fanmail