You'd like that, wouldn't you? (He has picked up on Corry's possessiveness, just a little, and he finds it completely fascinating. Half because he didn't think anyone was looking at him like that anyway, but half because it made him feel - wanted.
Sincerely.
He's about to laugh at the assistant comment because it is absurd, but Corry's pulling him into his lap and Danny's thoughts go completely blank.)
Oh- (A breathy sound as he's guided effortlessly and man, that's one of his favorite things about Corry. How he could just pull him around like nothing. Danny squirms a bit against Corry, softly gasping, his arms folding around Corry's neck.)
Uh- (Right, he's being asked a question. But it's hard to think with Corry's hands on him.)
I have no idea. (Because he has no idea. He grinds ever so slightly against Corry, bare cunt already damp against his lap.)
Would um- (Why are they talking.) Depend on the day? (...) And- what you mean by punishment?
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Date: 2024-01-08 12:26 pm (UTC)Sincerely.
He's about to laugh at the assistant comment because it is absurd, but Corry's pulling him into his lap and Danny's thoughts go completely blank.)
Oh- (A breathy sound as he's guided effortlessly and man, that's one of his favorite things about Corry. How he could just pull him around like nothing. Danny squirms a bit against Corry, softly gasping, his arms folding around Corry's neck.)
Uh- (Right, he's being asked a question. But it's hard to think with Corry's hands on him.)
I have no idea. (Because he has no idea. He grinds ever so slightly against Corry, bare cunt already damp against his lap.)
Would um- (Why are they talking.) Depend on the day? (...) And- what you mean by punishment?