[Can he be blamed? Reducing a man who is over ten millennia old, who has bedded countless others, to that level of gratification — the rush is unspeakable, a heady sense of power akin to the closest victories he's won on the battlefield.
Sasuke hums, eyes closed beneath the gentle trace of fingers and unperturbed by that profanity. It is the latter words that earn a more significant reaction; he shudders, shifting to unfold legs and wrap them properly around Cy's waist on the bed. The kiss to his brow unveils a naked expression, arousal vibrant in mismatched eyes echoed by my perfect little slut.]
no subject
Sasuke hums, eyes closed beneath the gentle trace of fingers and unperturbed by that profanity. It is the latter words that earn a more significant reaction; he shudders, shifting to unfold legs and wrap them properly around Cy's waist on the bed. The kiss to his brow unveils a naked expression, arousal vibrant in mismatched eyes echoed by my perfect little slut.]
I'm only as good as I was taught.
[So, really, this is all Cy's fault.]