[ It keeps pulling at him, the pleasure wonderful, and Yuji thinks - this is how it is meant to be, what he had dreamed of, in all those stories, in all the things that had been whispered to him. Absently, in the back of his mind, he thinks about his grandpa, how he wanted him to be happy, to be strong, to be around good people, and he thinks this must be it. This must be how it feels to find that kind of happiness, and it warms him in a way that makes him yearn.
Shivering, Yuji reaches down, stroking his fingers against Suguru's head, biting back his soft sighs and moans before... he shivers, leaning back. ]
Daddy, daddy please, I'm close, and I don't have permission, I don't want to...
[ He doesn't want to have any kind of orgasm without being told he can, cock ring or otherwise. It's torturous. ]
[ Just as quickly as Yuji warns Suguru, the dominant draws his lips up, up and away, abandoning the plug and simply gripping Yuji's thighs in both hands. He leaves the submissive's cock wet and throbbing in the open air, but his mouth doesn't still. ]
Good boyyyy... [ He rumbles the praise into Yuji's skin, following kisses up his stomach as his broad palms sweep over Yuji's legs, avoiding anywhere particularly sensitive – but instead, offering praise as he lets the orgasm wean away. ]
Beg me for my mouth again when you can take more for Daddy. [ Another edge, another close call – Suguru intends to repeat this process until his submissive absolutely can't stand it any longer. ]
[ The speed with which Suguru pulls away from his cock has Yuji crying out, fingers twitching and body shaking in his bindings, hips trying to rock up and chase the feeling. He can't do that, of course, he can't just push and fuck up and get what he wants, this is something, something he wants to do well. He wants to prove himself to his daddy, and he shivers as he licks his lips and forces himself to calm down.
Each touch feels electric, and he blinks as tears well up in his eyes, making him want more. So much more... He wants to come. But he can wait - especially since they've barely started. ]
Ah, yeah... Okay, just a minute, please?
[ Leaning back, sinking into the rope, trying to calm himself down even as Suguru keeps stroking his fingers over his skin. It takes a few moments, enough that Yuji almost feels bad for it, but then he's nodding his head, huffing a soft sound. ]
[ Suguru, on the other hand, is far from bothered by the waiting – if only because he doesn't actually have to do much "waiting." He keeps his hands active, his mouth trailing kisses and little licks and nips across Yuji's skin. He avoids anything too sensitive, giving his boy a chance to ease away from coming (while still entertaining himself).
But once Yuji nods, Suguru's mouth travels lower. If his boy can handle more, Suguru will give it to him, but—
Instead of sliding Yuji's cock right back into place, Suguru kisses Yuji's inner thigh above a band of rope. ]
Then beg for another edge, baby boy. [ He smirks from between Yuji's legs. ]
Beg Daddy to get you close and take it away again.
[ It comes out as a soft whine, but Yuji knows what he needs to do. It's not the first time he's had to beg for Suguru to give him what he wants, and it absolutely won't be the last time. There's something a little novel and exciting about it, about the way he gives into it, and it makes him feel blissed, intense, overwhelmed. Licking his lips, he tilts his head a little, breathless.
Soft kisses against his skin have his dick twitching, wanting, and he nods his head. ]
Please... Daddy, I need it so much, I want to feel your mouth on my cock, to almost make me come, to make me so desperate for it. I want to make you so proud of me, for stopping, until I can't take it any more.
[ He tilts his head back, swallowing the breathless sounds he feels. ]
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Shivering, Yuji reaches down, stroking his fingers against Suguru's head, biting back his soft sighs and moans before... he shivers, leaning back. ]
Daddy, daddy please, I'm close, and I don't have permission, I don't want to...
[ He doesn't want to have any kind of orgasm without being told he can, cock ring or otherwise. It's torturous. ]
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Good boyyyy... [ He rumbles the praise into Yuji's skin, following kisses up his stomach as his broad palms sweep over Yuji's legs, avoiding anywhere particularly sensitive – but instead, offering praise as he lets the orgasm wean away. ]
Beg me for my mouth again when you can take more for Daddy. [ Another edge, another close call – Suguru intends to repeat this process until his submissive absolutely can't stand it any longer. ]
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Each touch feels electric, and he blinks as tears well up in his eyes, making him want more. So much more... He wants to come. But he can wait - especially since they've barely started. ]
Ah, yeah... Okay, just a minute, please?
[ Leaning back, sinking into the rope, trying to calm himself down even as Suguru keeps stroking his fingers over his skin. It takes a few moments, enough that Yuji almost feels bad for it, but then he's nodding his head, huffing a soft sound. ]
I'm okay?
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But once Yuji nods, Suguru's mouth travels lower. If his boy can handle more, Suguru will give it to him, but—
Instead of sliding Yuji's cock right back into place, Suguru kisses Yuji's inner thigh above a band of rope. ]
Then beg for another edge, baby boy. [ He smirks from between Yuji's legs. ]
Beg Daddy to get you close and take it away again.
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[ It comes out as a soft whine, but Yuji knows what he needs to do. It's not the first time he's had to beg for Suguru to give him what he wants, and it absolutely won't be the last time. There's something a little novel and exciting about it, about the way he gives into it, and it makes him feel blissed, intense, overwhelmed. Licking his lips, he tilts his head a little, breathless.
Soft kisses against his skin have his dick twitching, wanting, and he nods his head. ]
Please... Daddy, I need it so much, I want to feel your mouth on my cock, to almost make me come, to make me so desperate for it. I want to make you so proud of me, for stopping, until I can't take it any more.
[ He tilts his head back, swallowing the breathless sounds he feels. ]
I need you so much.