（ the knife begins to cut, fraying the waistband of his pants away. beneath, he's bare — revealing the broad, flat butt of a plug between his cheeks. he makes a speculative sound, and then: ）
We're coming back to this.
（ there's a tap to the base of the plug that's almost affectionate, and then he shifts his position — no longer kneeling quite beside sasuke, but roughly shoving his thighs apart to position himself between them, cutting more of the fabric away so that there's no impediment to him widening the space. once he's satisfied, the knife is set on a shelf well out of sasuke's reach and both hands reach for the boy's hips, jerking him roughly up just enough that one hand can slip beneath him to palm his cock. not just hard, but — ）
See, now it's hard to say if the precome's because you're a liar, or because you've been sitting here like a whore with a plug up your ass.
（ his hand comes away with a damp, tacky streak spooled across his fingers, and methodically he lifts his hand to sasuke's lips. he doesn't ask, he doesn't wait for that sweet, pliant obedience sasuke shows him so reverently in the bedroom. instead, he just shoves his fingers into his mouth, the other hand levering his jaw open with a cruel pinch at the sharp angle of the bone. ）
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（ the knife begins to cut, fraying the waistband of his pants away. beneath, he's bare — revealing the broad, flat butt of a plug between his cheeks. he makes a speculative sound, and then: ）
We're coming back to this.
（ there's a tap to the base of the plug that's almost affectionate, and then he shifts his position — no longer kneeling quite beside sasuke, but roughly shoving his thighs apart to position himself between them, cutting more of the fabric away so that there's no impediment to him widening the space. once he's satisfied, the knife is set on a shelf well out of sasuke's reach and both hands reach for the boy's hips, jerking him roughly up just enough that one hand can slip beneath him to palm his cock. not just hard, but — ）
See, now it's hard to say if the precome's because you're a liar, or because you've been sitting here like a whore with a plug up your ass.
（ his hand comes away with a damp, tacky streak spooled across his fingers, and methodically he lifts his hand to sasuke's lips. he doesn't ask, he doesn't wait for that sweet, pliant obedience sasuke shows him so reverently in the bedroom. instead, he just shoves his fingers into his mouth, the other hand levering his jaw open with a cruel pinch at the sharp angle of the bone. ）
Clean your mess. Every drop.