[ He's already there. He's far far gone from this absolutely lethal combination being used against him. Ayato's mouth around him, his darkened eyes on him, the hints of his lord touching himself, and that groan. That single groan that resonates deeply in his gut and will undoubtedly haunt some very pleasant dreams for weeks to come. ]
[ If he survived this. ]
Ayato-!
[ There's a hint of warning in his tone as his control totters right at its edge again, tipping its toe into the fall. His hips start to buck, and from the way his own thighs tense after each one he's trying so desperately to hold back but he can't. He just can't, in the face of all this temptation. ]
[ If Ayato keeps his mouth over him, those erratic bucks up will turn into full thrusts, desperately chasing after the warmth of his mouth and throat, as Thoma mindlessly murmurs Ayato's name between whined pleas for more and choked gasps of apology for losing himself. ]
[ He can't hold on but he can't look away. He could never. ]
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[ If he survived this. ]
Ayato-!
[ There's a hint of warning in his tone as his control totters right at its edge again, tipping its toe into the fall. His hips start to buck, and from the way his own thighs tense after each one he's trying so desperately to hold back but he can't. He just can't, in the face of all this temptation. ]
[ If Ayato keeps his mouth over him, those erratic bucks up will turn into full thrusts, desperately chasing after the warmth of his mouth and throat, as Thoma mindlessly murmurs Ayato's name between whined pleas for more and choked gasps of apology for losing himself. ]
[ He can't hold on but he can't look away. He could never. ]