"Oh, you don't have to feel like that with me," I murmur softly against his skin, kissing my way up to the dimples just above his ass. His reaction to the slap makes me smile, and I place my hand over the pink mark left behind as I straighten up to stand behind him, sliding my other hand up the length of his spine.
"I'm just as sick as you, remember?" I assure him in a low, fond voice as I press my palm between his shoulder blades to bend him a bit lower over the piano. The sight of him there makes me so hard that I can barely think, but this feels important. It's the first time that we've done something like this, at least the first that he'll remember, and I want to make it good. I know that I could make it so good.
"It's okay," I tell him, squeezing at his ass before giving it another quick slap, letting my other hand slide up toward the nape of his neck. "Tell me, pesca. Do you like it? I want to give you everything you like."
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Date: 2022-04-09 07:11 am (UTC)"I'm just as sick as you, remember?" I assure him in a low, fond voice as I press my palm between his shoulder blades to bend him a bit lower over the piano. The sight of him there makes me so hard that I can barely think, but this feels important. It's the first time that we've done something like this, at least the first that he'll remember, and I want to make it good. I know that I could make it so good.
"It's okay," I tell him, squeezing at his ass before giving it another quick slap, letting my other hand slide up toward the nape of his neck. "Tell me, pesca. Do you like it? I want to give you everything you like."