[ Reaching out to touch his bare collarbones. A touch of nostalgia in his eyes. He hates when he thinks about this stuff. Because it brings back better times. It always did.]
[Ramuda throws that glare again but closes his eyes starting bob his head. The flow of chroma was pretty damn good. He will ignore the old man's teasing but then presses a finger against his hole.]
no subject
It’s like the hands of time never touch you.
no subject
My, getting compliments from you...how rare.
[as he revealed the doctor's skin his hands roam over it.]
no subject
[He was in no mood, really, to argue with Ramuda. Only to appreciate him for a little while. Selfishly.]
no subject
Yeah, yeah.
[While he didn't say it out loud he does take longer admiring Jakurai's torso before undoing his belt and pants.]
no subject
[Watching him carefully.]
no subject
[He says kneeling down and pulling out the other man's dick.]
no subject
[Huffing. Trying to relax himself.]
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
You look a lot better on your knees.
no subject
no subject
Tantrum all you want, you will follow my instruction now.
no subject
...
[Silent for once with a cock in his mouth he closes his eyes for a moment feeling the grip.]
no subject
You can be a good boy, huh?
[Will give him enough leeway to bob his head if he wants.]
no subject
no subject
I didn't say you could do that.
no subject
Then what do you want me to do?
no subject
[HAH, bet he didn't see that coming.]
no subject
no subject
[Narrowing his eyes.]
no subject
[He wasn't going to bottom...hell no.]
no subject
[They are definitely in positions for Ramuda to bottom.]
no subject
[Quick to a fault he reaches to grab onto the taller man's wrists.]
no subject
I do "wanna bet".
[ He isn't budging. ]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)