[ It's so good, he feels so powerful, and Phainon can't stop, can't resist.
He wants to hear more. He wants to devour more. There's no hint of giving Mydei an out, the pinch turning into a twist as his teeth scrape, mouth widening so he can bite around him, leave a mark, maiming him with his affection. He groans into his friend's skin, yearning, desperate for more. ]
[ His body jolts slightly at the bite to his chest, a groan spilling over his lips as his nipple is twisted sharply. It's a bright, blooming sensation of pain that melts into pleasure. It isn't bad at all; it's exhilarating, the same way it is when Phainon gets a good hit in, making his cock jump and throb.
His body undulates against Phainon's, nails digging sharply into the back of his neck, both holding him there and gouging scratches over the marks there. ]
Close - keep going.
[ His voice is rough and desperate; he just needs a little more. ]
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He wants to hear more. He wants to devour more. There's no hint of giving Mydei an out, the pinch turning into a twist as his teeth scrape, mouth widening so he can bite around him, leave a mark, maiming him with his affection. He groans into his friend's skin, yearning, desperate for more. ]
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His body undulates against Phainon's, nails digging sharply into the back of his neck, both holding him there and gouging scratches over the marks there. ]
Close - keep going.
[ His voice is rough and desperate; he just needs a little more. ]