（ sasuke's right — that fear is its own aphrodisiac, one that hooks in deep and sinks beneath his skin. he rides out a shiver — anticipation, lust — and then strokes sasuke's hair back from his forehead. it might be tender, if not for the fact that it's a ploy to slip the back of the gag over his head. he doesn't tighten it, because of course the next step is getting sasuke to open his mouth to accept the ring. he forces his thumb in past sasuke's lips, skirting the space between his teeth and cheek, fingers stroking at his jaw. ）
And there will be a next time. Be a good little slut and open for me.
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（ sasuke's right — that fear is its own aphrodisiac, one that hooks in deep and sinks beneath his skin. he rides out a shiver — anticipation, lust — and then strokes sasuke's hair back from his forehead. it might be tender, if not for the fact that it's a ploy to slip the back of the gag over his head. he doesn't tighten it, because of course the next step is getting sasuke to open his mouth to accept the ring. he forces his thumb in past sasuke's lips, skirting the space between his teeth and cheek, fingers stroking at his jaw. ）
And there will be a next time. Be a good little slut and open for me.