And you're the one who'd better ask nicely if you want my dick.
[He says it sweetly, matter-of-fact, even though he's got two fingers plunged into the knuckle inside Kyle, hooking and scissoring quickly, almost businesslike.]
[So confident! He latches onto Corry's neck again, biting even as his his hands move to grip his back, blunt nails digging shallow grooves in his skin.]
[Corry chuckles in amusement, finding a slow, easy rhythm with his fingers, free arm around Kyle's waist so he can't move around too much. It's nice, but it's not enough, and he's counting on Kyle getting whiny and impatient.]
[Corry would be more intimidated if Kyle weren't a) built like a string bean and b) super cute when he's angry. So instead, he just cheekily grins back, slowing the movement of those two fingers to agonizingly slow circles.]
Try again. [His free hand moves, grabbing Kyle's wrists so he can't even jerk off.] I'm being indulgent, and you know that doesn't last long.
[Corry tilts his head to one side, pretending to consider, slowing the methodical, deep plunges of his fingers even more.] Mmmm, you're getting there...
...but I think you can beg even better than that. [This is said as a third finger joins the other two, spreading and hooking and curling inside Kyle, wanting to make him desperate, out of his mind with need.
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[<small>Corry tilts his head to one side, pretending to consider, slowing the methodical, deep plunges of his fingers even more.</small>] Mmmm, you're getting there...
...but I think you can beg even <i>better</i> than that. [<small>This is said as a third finger joins the other two, spreading and hooking and curling inside Kyle, wanting to make him desperate, out of his mind with need.<s/mall>]
[That gets an indignant glare out of Kyle - how DARE it be implied he can't speak properly! He looks Corry in the eye, somehow angry and vulnerable at once.]
I need your cock inside me. I wanna ride you until you cum so hard your ears pop.
[Corry grins once more, then slides his hand down and lifts his hips just so, finally guiding his cock inside Kyle. It glides smoothly, every long thick inch.]
[It really is the biggest dick Kyle's ever seen, and there's something deliriously filthy about the act of taking it into himself. He fumbles stupidly with his hands for a moment, trying to grab Corry for support as he adjusts. He sinks back until his bubble butt is smushed against Corry's thighs, breathing slow and deep.]
Yeah. That's it, fuck yeah.
[Muttering curse words, Kyle lifts himself up and drops back, agonizingly slow at first, but building speed as quick as he dares. His hands clamp onto Corry's shoulders.]
[Corry knows damn well he's big, but a big dick isn't worth a damn if you can't use it well. So he stays still for a moment, letting Kyle adjust, gripping his hips and rubbing slow circles with his thumbs until the younger man starts moving.
Once he does, Corry is all smoothly purred praise --] Fucking incredible, you're so good, so goddamn good, you look so good like this, babe. [Because Kyle's praise kink can be seen from space, ofc.
Once the movements speed up, Corry starts slowly rocking his hips up, meeting Kyle each time he sinks down, driving in that much deeper.]
[A little pain and a little praise and Kyle would do pretty much anything Corry asked him to.
He isn't quiet. When he isn't actually talking, Kyle is making obscene sounds: gasps and moans and keening whines. He bites his lower lip sometimes to try and stop himself, but it never works for long.
He drops a hand to his lap to stroke himself in counterpoint to Corry's deep thrusts.]
Ah. Yes, yeah, there. That's... there, yes, oh my god Corry. I can't. I'm gonna. Fuck.
[There really is no way Kyle can argue with Corry in his current state. He wraps his arms around his neck and clings. His head falls back as he pants and swears, making loud inarticulate cries every time Corry thrusts just right. He's coming before he plans to, body tensing desperately before his limbs all go slack, like a puppet whose strings have been abruptly cut.]
[Corry strokes Kyle through it, thrusting up hard a couple more times, then slowing and stopping just before it gets to be too much. He's still hard, but he stills inside Kyle, arms sliding around his shivering body and tugging him close.]
I gotcha, I gotcha, c'mere darlin'... [There's a slight drawl in Corry’s voice when he's feeling soft and affectionate, either midwestern or southern.]
[Kyles actually starts to argue, but manages to halt himself before he can. Instead he nods and kisses Corry's neck again, this time more thoughtfully.]
[He sighs and nuzzles the hollow of Corry's shoulder. After a moment he shifts, moving to lie back against the bed with a pleased little groan. He lifts his arms over his head for a moment to stretch, pulling slim musculature tight.]
[Corry actually pauses for a moment, just kinda -- gazing. Damn these sappy sex hormones he's actually feeling stuff.
But then he moves, shifting onto his hands and knees above Kyle, one hand sliding up the back of his freckled thigh, spreading his legs. There's a tight, eager look on his face as he guides his cock back inside the younger man.] C'mon, baby, open up for me.
Kyle spreads his legs and lifts his hips eagerly, eyes closing as Corry pushes back into him. He sighs, lips red from where he's been biting them all night.]
Yeah. That's good.
[One hand comes up to cup the back of Corry's neck gently.]
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[Kyle makes a low, desperate noise. He really us incapable of doing anything silently. He breathes through his mouth, trying to relax.]
But I want it. [Whiner.]
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[He says it sweetly, matter-of-fact, even though he's got two fingers plunged into the knuckle inside Kyle, hooking and scissoring quickly, almost businesslike.]
Unless you've changed your mind?
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[So confident! He latches onto Corry's neck again, biting even as his his hands move to grip his back, blunt nails digging shallow grooves in his skin.]
Ah. I need you. C'mon, just... let me ride you.
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Thaaaat isn't asking nicely, is it?
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You're gonna let me go and I'm gonna fuck myself stupid on your dick. Now.
[He really does talk like he isn't currently being held in place, outweighed and outclassed in multiple ways.]
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Try again. [His free hand moves, grabbing Kyle's wrists so he can't even jerk off.] I'm being indulgent, and you know that doesn't last long.
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Kyle whines when his wrists are taken hold of, but he clearly doesn't actually mind considering that his erection doesn't flag one bit.]
Corry... come ON, dude...
[He shifts, trying to get more speed, more pressure, just more, but there's only so much he can do. He huffs out an irritated sigh.]
Please?
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...but I think you can beg even better than that. [This is said as a third finger joins the other two, spreading and hooking and curling inside Kyle, wanting to make him desperate, out of his mind with need.
...but I think you can beg even <i>better</i> than that. [<small>This is said as a third finger joins the other two, spreading and hooking and curling inside Kyle, wanting to make him desperate, out of his mind with need.<s/mall>]
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Please. Please, I need you, I'll do anything.
truly tragic html on my part wow
[Corry is, of course, loving every second of this, especially when he slides his fingers free, leaving Kyle open, empty, waiting.]
Tell me one more time whatcha need and I'll give it to you, good and hard, I promise.
My swipe-texting typo filled ass will never judge.
I need your cock inside me. I wanna ride you until you cum so hard your ears pop.
bless ur light
There's my boy, there you go. Beautiful.
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Yeah. That's it, fuck yeah.
[Muttering curse words, Kyle lifts himself up and drops back, agonizingly slow at first, but building speed as quick as he dares. His hands clamp onto Corry's shoulders.]
Like this? It's good?
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Once he does, Corry is all smoothly purred praise --] Fucking incredible, you're so good, so goddamn good, you look so good like this, babe. [Because Kyle's praise kink can be seen from space, ofc.
Once the movements speed up, Corry starts slowly rocking his hips up, meeting Kyle each time he sinks down, driving in that much deeper.]
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He isn't quiet. When he isn't actually talking, Kyle is making obscene sounds: gasps and moans and keening whines. He bites his lower lip sometimes to try and stop himself, but it never works for long.
He drops a hand to his lap to stroke himself in counterpoint to Corry's deep thrusts.]
Ah. Yes, yeah, there. That's... there, yes, oh my god Corry. I can't. I'm gonna. Fuck.
[He'd be embarrassed if he wasn't so horny.]
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C’mon baby, don't hold back. Lemme hear you. [His free hand takes over the strokes, quick and dirty and hard.] Lemme hear you come for me.
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I gotcha, I gotcha, c'mere darlin'... [There's a slight drawl in Corry’s voice when he's feeling soft and affectionate, either midwestern or southern.]
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[Kyle presses sloppy kisses to Corry's neck and shoulder. Slowly, he star5s rocking his hips again, shivering.]
I didn't mean to. I was trying to, you know, get you to. First.
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You don't ever gotta apologize for anything with me, honey. You're perfect, hear me? You're perfect.
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Tell me how to get you off.
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I'm close. Just gotta see you take my cock in that gorgeous ass a little more.
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[He sighs and nuzzles the hollow of Corry's shoulder. After a moment he shifts, moving to lie back against the bed with a pleased little groan. He lifts his arms over his head for a moment to stretch, pulling slim musculature tight.]
C'mon and take me, then.
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But then he moves, shifting onto his hands and knees above Kyle, one hand sliding up the back of his freckled thigh, spreading his legs. There's a tight, eager look on his face as he guides his cock back inside the younger man.] C'mon, baby, open up for me.
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Kyle spreads his legs and lifts his hips eagerly, eyes closing as Corry pushes back into him. He sighs, lips red from where he's been biting them all night.]
Yeah. That's good.
[One hand comes up to cup the back of Corry's neck gently.]
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