[He devours Oliver's kisses, tasting himself on the other man's lips, groaning against his mouth as together they move with the force of each thrust. His hands fall from Oliver's shoulders to instead hold onto the pillow on which his head rests, and his head turns away from the onslaught of Oliver's lips to let the kisses fall hot and thick against his jaw.
The men he had slept with since ending up in the castle, they had been tools by which he might carve away his loneliness and anxieties. And it would work for a time, but even in the wild throes of lust, the haze of pleasure would dissipate to reveal to him how empty it all was. He left those men's rooms unsatisfied: what was broken in him was no less broken.
With Oliver that emptiness never invades the moment.]
Yeah...just like that...
[His words stretch on a moan. Every noise that swells in his throat and crackles at his lips, he allows to spill out uninhibited. He is not at all ashamed to take pleasure in Oliver's cock filling him, striking him in just the right way, nor is he ashamed to tug at his own cock when it becomes unbearable to leave it alone.]
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The men he had slept with since ending up in the castle, they had been tools by which he might carve away his loneliness and anxieties. And it would work for a time, but even in the wild throes of lust, the haze of pleasure would dissipate to reveal to him how empty it all was. He left those men's rooms unsatisfied: what was broken in him was no less broken.
With Oliver that emptiness never invades the moment.]
Yeah...just like that...
[His words stretch on a moan. Every noise that swells in his throat and crackles at his lips, he allows to spill out uninhibited. He is not at all ashamed to take pleasure in Oliver's cock filling him, striking him in just the right way, nor is he ashamed to tug at his own cock when it becomes unbearable to leave it alone.]