Of course. I already told you you were one of my people now, didn't I? I meant it. You're one of my people. Honorary Gehenna man. I'll never forget you, and I'll carry you with me forever.
[WHAT A CUTE AWOO...his little heart. Giant heart, right now? Yeah. He chuffs happily away, even as he keeps on applying a little pressure and slipping friction, thumb swiping over the tip of Wrio's cock as it gradually reveals itself.
...Unlike his own. Which just. Popped out already, with no celebration or dignity. Can't blame a guy when he's getting licked so damn much, okay!!! When he's given free rein to up and claim Wriothesley, even if he's not sure exactly how to do it bar fucking his brains out.]
Hey, beautiful. Once your dick's out...You wanna get on all fours for me? Think you can do that?
[That word repeats heavy on Wriothesley's tongue, and in his heart. If he could blush right now he would from such a simple word but it affects him so completely. He needs little more to get him erect besides the fact Satan was already touching his sensitive cock, the piercings being touched adding more pressure there and a bit of a shine in the mass of dark fur.]
You want me on all fours...right?
[The wolf looks at Satan and gives him a playful bite by his neck, or what is maybe his thick neck and then rolls onto his back first. His tail sways under him so Satan can get a nice view of Wriothesley in all his knotted cock glory first. His tongue is hanging out of his mouth , ears perked and playful as those icy blue eyes look down to see Satan own protruding monster of a cock.
How that's going inside him he has no idea but today is either going to be a good day to die or going to feel great. He doesn't care, he has Satan claiming him.
So he turns onto his side and like the obedient pooch he is he gets on all fours, his long bushy tail lifted and out of the way.] Yours forever~
[Not angrily, though. Surprised, then playful, or-- as playful as Satan can sound when his face stays deadpan in that inhuman mask of rage, and his voice has been run through about a million filters until it's echoing and heavy. He figures he's allowed to be pleasantly surprised by that bite, though, and hopefully for the brief tummy-up interlude, he's allowed a quick tummy rub.
If one meaty, vascular wrist should brush against Wriothesley's cock during said tummy rub time, then all's the better.]
You're so fuckin' cute, I could kill someone right now...! Lemme make it easier so it's not you, alright? Lick my fingers a bit, make me imagine it's my dick instead.
[Indeed, one thick digit presses against Wriothesley's maw at that, not pushing in, not forcing, just waiting to be embraced. He'll be as patient as he can be, for this special case; even if that's...Not very fucking patient at all, the effort's still being put in, for sure.]
hey they're both very honest! satan's just. a dumb bitch.
[WHAT A CUTE AWOO...his little heart. Giant heart, right now? Yeah. He chuffs happily away, even as he keeps on applying a little pressure and slipping friction, thumb swiping over the tip of Wrio's cock as it gradually reveals itself.
...Unlike his own. Which just. Popped out already, with no celebration or dignity. Can't blame a guy when he's getting licked so damn much, okay!!! When he's given free rein to up and claim Wriothesley, even if he's not sure exactly how to do it bar fucking his brains out.]
Hey, beautiful. Once your dick's out...You wanna get on all fours for me? Think you can do that?
Re: then wrio is also a dumb bitch
[That word repeats heavy on Wriothesley's tongue, and in his heart. If he could blush right now he would from such a simple word but it affects him so completely.
He needs little more to get him erect besides the fact Satan was already touching his sensitive cock, the piercings being touched adding more pressure there and a bit of a shine in the mass of dark fur.]
You want me on all fours...right?
[The wolf looks at Satan and gives him a playful bite by his neck, or what is maybe his thick neck and then rolls onto his back first. His tail sways under him so Satan can get a nice view of Wriothesley in all his knotted cock glory first. His tongue is hanging out of his mouth , ears perked and playful as those icy blue eyes look down to see Satan own protruding monster of a cock.
How that's going inside him he has no idea but today is either going to be a good day to die or going to feel great. He doesn't care, he has Satan claiming him.
So he turns onto his side and like the obedient pooch he is he gets on all fours, his long bushy tail lifted and out of the way.] Yours forever~
dumb. in love. YUH
[Not angrily, though. Surprised, then playful, or-- as playful as Satan can sound when his face stays deadpan in that inhuman mask of rage, and his voice has been run through about a million filters until it's echoing and heavy. He figures he's allowed to be pleasantly surprised by that bite, though, and hopefully for the brief tummy-up interlude, he's allowed a quick tummy rub.
If one meaty, vascular wrist should brush against Wriothesley's cock during said tummy rub time, then all's the better.]
You're so fuckin' cute, I could kill someone right now...! Lemme make it easier so it's not you, alright? Lick my fingers a bit, make me imagine it's my dick instead.
[Indeed, one thick digit presses against Wriothesley's maw at that, not pushing in, not forcing, just waiting to be embraced. He'll be as patient as he can be, for this special case; even if that's...Not very fucking patient at all, the effort's still being put in, for sure.]