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worcestershiresauce ([personal profile] worcestershiresauce) wrote2037-10-24 11:06 pm

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Sorry, I'm away on a tea break. Leave a note and I'll get back to you when I'm done.
bruxing: (it's hard for me to leave it)

hey they're both very honest! satan's just. a dumb bitch.

[personal profile] bruxing 2025-04-09 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
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.
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Hey, beautiful. Once your dick's out...You wanna get on all fours for me? Think you can do that?
bruxing: (get me an attitude)

dumb. in love. YUH

[personal profile] bruxing 2025-04-10 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Just like-- fuck, you little shit!

[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.
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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.]