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[crimeson]

[actually growls a little now

and gently kicks his ass]

Get in me.

i thought i hit send on this. i hate me.

[alienation]

[ Because he's such a good boy, Lotor starts lightly stroking his cock again. VERY WELL. AS YOU WISH, PUPPY.

And begins pressing forwards again, only stopping when he's fully inside, then—exhaling. ]

god when that happens

[crimeson]

[moans openly, arching as he's filled, as he's stroked, and--

that is not a standard shape.]

Fuuuuck, y'feel good...

this one was just because i sucked for four days.

[alienation]

[ He's pulling back just enough to give him an experimental thrust, watching his face. ]

I'm glad you approve.

[ It's like, the barest hint of a joke. ]

<3

[crimeson]

[gasps, bracing his hands against the table]

Strongly approving-!

[alienation]

You'll have to tell me what you prefer.

[ The slower thrust from before, or—the sharp thrust of right now. ]

[crimeson]

Oh- fuck, fuck me like that--

[sure he'll tell you, gasping and shuddering around him.]

[alienation]

[ A short laugh, and then he's right in his ear, whispering— ]

Good boy.

[ —at him again. ]

[crimeson]

[an utterly animal whine, and he's clawing at Lotor's back, needy and wild.]

Please, pleaseplease--

[alienation]

[ What an adorably unmade man. But now that he's established what he likes (everything, apparently, but especially this) he can set a proper rhythm, angling his hips to thrust into him again and again—

—his hand around his cock does stop moving though, and his grip tightens. ]

[crimeson]

[oh fuck that's a lot. he squirms, like he's trying to break free of that hand and only that hand. the fucking is so good but he can't come, and that hurts, and--]

T, teasin' me?!

[alienation]

You've been begging quite nicely, but it's only made me want to hear more of it.

[ Poor Randy. ]

[crimeson]

[oh no that's so cute though?!?!?

he grins, tightening around him on purpose.]

But- then I just wanna be difficult?

[alienation]

There's little issue in seeing who can begin behaving first, is there?

[ Punctuated with another slow movement inside of him. ]