[ holy shit. how is any normal human supposed to handle this? zack sucks him off like he's starving and cloud's dick is a five-course meal, with so much shameless enthusiasm for the task he isn't even stifling the little sounds he makes. grunting, moaning, the filthy little wet sounds when he works cloud's dick into his throat. all of it makes cloud so hot it feels like he's going to burn up from the inside out, like there's a real risk he'll just combust before zack gets him off.
speaking of --
cloud is doing his best to fight himself off that edge, just because he's selfish enough to want it to last as long as he can, but hell. zack isn't showing him any mercy at all, and he's already so worked up by all the fooling around they've done so far that it really isn't a fair fight. still, he drags it out as long as he can, all his muscles wound so tight they're trembling and so close to the edge of overstimulation that his voice is breaking around needy, embarrassing little mewls.
but despite his best efforts, that peak crashes into him like a wave. drags him down and under, and his spine arches hard enough to make the muscles in his stomach burn. the sound he makes tries to be zack's name -- but it might also be a curse, a please, his brain is too shot to really know. ]
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Date: 2023-01-05 12:12 am (UTC)[ holy shit. how is any normal human supposed to handle this? zack sucks him off like he's starving and cloud's dick is a five-course meal, with so much shameless enthusiasm for the task he isn't even stifling the little sounds he makes. grunting, moaning, the filthy little wet sounds when he works cloud's dick into his throat. all of it makes cloud so hot it feels like he's going to burn up from the inside out, like there's a real risk he'll just combust before zack gets him off.
speaking of --
cloud is doing his best to fight himself off that edge, just because he's selfish enough to want it to last as long as he can, but hell. zack isn't showing him any mercy at all, and he's already so worked up by all the fooling around they've done so far that it really isn't a fair fight. still, he drags it out as long as he can, all his muscles wound so tight they're trembling and so close to the edge of overstimulation that his voice is breaking around needy, embarrassing little mewls.
but despite his best efforts, that peak crashes into him like a wave. drags him down and under, and his spine arches hard enough to make the muscles in his stomach burn. the sound he makes tries to be zack's name -- but it might also be a curse, a please, his brain is too shot to really know. ]