[Every time Corry thinks he has Danny's next move anticipated, he does something unexpected -- that bright giggle, the red in his cheeks, the way he stares at Corry's cock like it's something both terrifying and fascinating, the way he hides his face in his hands. He's a marvel, a collection of unexpected delights, and even Corry's carefully practiced look of seduction slips into a genuine, bemused smile.
He chuckles, sitting back on his heels and tugging Danny's legs to rest on either side of his hips.] Not necessarily. If you're not into that, I have lots and lots of other options. [Still, even being this close to Danny's perfect, mouth-wateringly soaked cunt has Corry rapidly growing harder and harder, cock filling until he has to grip the base, slowly stroking to the tip, almost absently.] Not to say I don't want to get inside you right this minute. Because I do. But we can work up to that, hm?
[Then, laughing again, Corry lets his cock go, letting it bump against Danny's stomach -- and gods, that sends a pulse of desire through him, seeing how deep inside he'd be able to reach, wondering wildly if he'd be able to feel himself inside Danny if he pressed a hand to his stomach. Corry swallows, control visibly slipping as he leans in to kiss Danny's forehead, then gently tug one of his hands away to kiss his cheek, the corner of his mouth.]
I am. And so are you. So we're both in good company. [Corny, so corny, but he's got that crooked, bright grin on his face as he pulls Danny's other hand away and kisses his lips, firmly.] Can I go down on you?
Uh, no, I'm extremely into that. (He needed to walk away from tonight feeling like a changed man by that cock and if he didn't, it would be a fucking travesty on an unrecognized scale. He gazes back down at that behemoth of a cock and he can feel his own mouth watering. This guy was absolutely ruining him for anyone else and Danny wasn't so sure that he minded.
He's almost disappointed by the idea of working up to that, but he knows that Corry is probably right and also that it was probably going to be well worth the trip. He's about to say something more when Corry's cock slaps against his stomach and his pupils just blow out. His legs naturally fall open a bit wider around Corry and he has the most insane, wild instinct to just have Corry pump him full over and over and over-)
Huh?
(Sorry, his brain was cock-destroyed. He blinks a few times as those sweet kisses scatter over his fact, a smile growing despite the sheer sensuality of the situation.)
[There's that bright, bemused flash of a grin again, and Corry leaning down to catch Danny's lips again -- he's not usually such a big kisser, but, well. Danny's mouth begs for it, quite frankly, and who is he to refuse? Besides, it's impossible to resist when those big, bright eyes are fixed on his cock like it's the most compelling, tempting thing in existence.]
Careful with making sweeping statements like that, my darling. I could have all sorts of nefarious intentions, after all. [Another kiss, then Corry's shifting back on his heels, letting his cock slide down Danny's stomach, over his hip, his thigh, tantalizingly close to his spread, slick cunt, and there's definitely a temptation there to forego foreplay entirely and just get inside him. But Corry has plans, ones that involve him kissing down over Danny's neck, his collarbone, lingering for a moment at his chest.
One big hand smooths up Danny's side, following the gentle curve from hip to waist, then over, thumbing across one peaked nipple, before following the gesture with his mouth. Corry definitely wants to come back here, wants to teethe and tease at Danny's chest until he's squirming -- but later. For now he just feels, kisses, flicks his tongue over one peak, then the other, then continues down.]
Lie back a bit. [It's murmured at the sharp jut of one hipbone as Corry stretches out fully, curling his hands around Danny's thighs to keep them spread, give him enough room to work. Then he's there, the flat of his tongue licking up the flushed, swollen seam of Danny's cunt, humming approvingly at the taste. So much better straight from the source.]
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He chuckles, sitting back on his heels and tugging Danny's legs to rest on either side of his hips.] Not necessarily. If you're not into that, I have lots and lots of other options. [Still, even being this close to Danny's perfect, mouth-wateringly soaked cunt has Corry rapidly growing harder and harder, cock filling until he has to grip the base, slowly stroking to the tip, almost absently.] Not to say I don't want to get inside you right this minute. Because I do. But we can work up to that, hm?
[Then, laughing again, Corry lets his cock go, letting it bump against Danny's stomach -- and gods, that sends a pulse of desire through him, seeing how deep inside he'd be able to reach, wondering wildly if he'd be able to feel himself inside Danny if he pressed a hand to his stomach. Corry swallows, control visibly slipping as he leans in to kiss Danny's forehead, then gently tug one of his hands away to kiss his cheek, the corner of his mouth.]
I am. And so are you. So we're both in good company. [Corny, so corny, but he's got that crooked, bright grin on his face as he pulls Danny's other hand away and kisses his lips, firmly.] Can I go down on you?
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He's almost disappointed by the idea of working up to that, but he knows that Corry is probably right and also that it was probably going to be well worth the trip. He's about to say something more when Corry's cock slaps against his stomach and his pupils just blow out. His legs naturally fall open a bit wider around Corry and he has the most insane, wild instinct to just have Corry pump him full over and over and over-)
Huh?
(Sorry, his brain was cock-destroyed. He blinks a few times as those sweet kisses scatter over his fact, a smile growing despite the sheer sensuality of the situation.)
Corry, you can do whatever you want to me.
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Careful with making sweeping statements like that, my darling. I could have all sorts of nefarious intentions, after all. [Another kiss, then Corry's shifting back on his heels, letting his cock slide down Danny's stomach, over his hip, his thigh, tantalizingly close to his spread, slick cunt, and there's definitely a temptation there to forego foreplay entirely and just get inside him. But Corry has plans, ones that involve him kissing down over Danny's neck, his collarbone, lingering for a moment at his chest.
One big hand smooths up Danny's side, following the gentle curve from hip to waist, then over, thumbing across one peaked nipple, before following the gesture with his mouth. Corry definitely wants to come back here, wants to teethe and tease at Danny's chest until he's squirming -- but later. For now he just feels, kisses, flicks his tongue over one peak, then the other, then continues down.]
Lie back a bit. [It's murmured at the sharp jut of one hipbone as Corry stretches out fully, curling his hands around Danny's thighs to keep them spread, give him enough room to work. Then he's there, the flat of his tongue licking up the flushed, swollen seam of Danny's cunt, humming approvingly at the taste. So much better straight from the source.]