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[harderdaddy]

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[harderdaddy]

[He works him slow to start, his hips rolling subtly in Val's lap in time with his movements, upper arms working open Val's shirt. It was a collection of soft, almost teasing touches, baiting Val to take more. If he can distract him well enough with his body maybe they won't have to fight...

Angel swallows and there's a thick pause, very much not wanting to say the first words that spring to mind. Being here always ends with him being hurt. Saying that will end with it too, but there's no better excuse springing to mind.

He takes a gamble and tries to guide one of Val's hands to his throat, a little show of trust to make up for the delay.]

Do you really wanna talk about that now, Daddy? I could be doing such better things with my mouth...

[daddyv]

[ It is damn hard to keep up the attitude and the anger when Angel works that marvelous skill of his for pleasure against him. Some small part of him knows what Angel is doing... and the rest of him doesn't give a fuck because the desire for the other sinner is growing with every touch and every stroke of delightful hands.

Behind heart glasses his eyes narrow, but it's not in anger but hooding with lust as he stares at Angel as his fingers are placed to that slender throat. He flexes his fingers around Angel's throat before dragging his thumb up to catches on his bottom lip, slightly hook into his mouth and drawing it down and open as his fingers tighten against his throat. ]

You do have an amazing mouth, Baby. So good with it. You're made for pleasure.

[harderdaddy]

[The shaky exhale might've been from want or fear as those fingers tighten, and truthfully Angel's not sure himself, lips parting without protest. He holds Valentino's gaze, nodding softly, those eyes pleading to be allowed to put that mouth of his to good work. Let Val use him so long as he just drops the dangerous question and answers for a short while. If he's good enough maybe he'll earn a trip home without caching any hands. No bruises to explain. Or less bruises at least...]


F-for your pleasure, Daddy. Please Val- Lemme show you?