Talon's mind was a haze of raw, animalistic lust, every thrust into Yu's clenching heat driving him wilder—the way that perfect, slick hole gripped him like a vice, milking his cock with desperate, fluttering squeezes that made his balls tighten far too soon.
"Fuck, you're so goddamn fuckable—nngh, aren't you? Begging—mmph, like a pathetic cockslut—hahh, your tight little ass-cunt—huah, squeezing me just right—shit, I can't hold it! Mmgh! Fuck!"
Thwap, thwap, plap, plap, plap, thump—
He groaned, his voice rough and broken as he pounded harder, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room like a filthy symphony.
"Yush, ruin meh, Talon! Hiik—fuck your bitch, aauh—harder!"
Yu's tears and pleas only egged him on. That lithe body trembling in his arms, so pliant and overstimulated, pushing Talon over the edge way faster than any solo session with his hand or those boring toys ever could.
