kingslayer || DNF

six ☦︎

Now Playing
"Kingslayer ft: BABYMETAL"

0:35 ━❍──────── -3:45
↻ ⊲ Ⅱ ⊳ ↺
VOLUME: ▁▂▃▅▆▇ 100%

"yes.. "

those words were enough for him to take control over my body
his warm hand trailed up my torso and stomach, leaving his path with a burning sensation on my skin
something i had never felt before, everywhere he touched burned

it burned with lust.. his eyes were filled with it

the hand reaches up to my cheek and gently cups it, i melted into the hand and gave it a small lick
his hand suddenly grasping my jaw and squishing my face lightly, forcing me to look into his eyes once more

it felt so good to be treated roughly.. i liked someone else being in control for once
instead of me giving the orders it was him

" i already know what you wanna do clay~"

his hand still squeezing my jaw together, i lifted my hips and pressed my exposed erection onto him
it catches him off guard, but i had more in store..
my leg lifting up and sliding up to his waist as I wrapped my both of my legs around him

"Oh-hoohh.. a king wanting to be dominated? that's something you don't witness everyday, is it?"

silence.. then he sighs

"well.. i'm not complaining"

his lips interlock with mine, the pressure, the tongues dancing with one another, the saliva dripping down my chin, the bodies pressing against the overly large bed

god this was addicting.. and i didn't want it to stop
i wanted it, i wanted more
he kisses me until i lose my breathe, even then he still wouldn't let me take a break, not that i cared
he caresses my hips and then goes to my erection that's springing up and gently rubs the most sensitive spot

a small moan escapes from me, his head turns slightly deepening the erotic kiss
his hand that had my arms pinned together slowly slid down my face, down my shoulder, down my torso, resting on my hip

his fingertips were cold, yet i didn't shiver from his cold touch
i shuddered at the hand that was stroking my dick, the pleasure felt so addictive
i wanted him to do more to me, i wanted him to take over my body

before i even realized, my arms had wrapped around his shoulders, one of my hands wrapped his brunet locks, he let out a small groan
i felt it, i heard it

he pulls apart from our kiss, a whimper left my now lonely lips, sad that his were no longer on mine

" george?.."

he doesn't say anything, he just continues to stroke my dick, i groaned
my forearm covers my eyes avoiding his gaze, he rubs my slit with his thumb, i felt my precum spread as he continued

" ahn.. george fuck— i-i'm close, let go!" a yell like whisper escaping through my moans and groans

"not yet clay.. " he stops doing what he was doing as he smirked and looked at the door
at the most worst possible time.. a knocking came at my door
making me jump a bit and bringing me to my senses