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[at_heart]

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[at_heart]

Flatter.

[ Sweetly, in response to would've tried twice as hard. But he likes hearing all of that, and he especially likes the heat that's all but radiating off Rosen's body right now. Leaning in, the hand that isn't already occupied finding the wall just off the older man's hip, Yuri gives him one more firm stroke from root to tip. Wets his lips lingeringly. One more very deliberate, ]

Good boy.

[ And then he's just going down, soft lips sheathing his teeth, smooth and steady and taking absolutely every inch of Rosen's cock into his mouth. The tip of his tongue traces the dark vein on the underside, flickers once, and Yuri relaxes his throat.

All the way down without any gagging.

(Some of this is practice.) (Some of it's the fact that he kind of likes being choked.) ]

[erschlagen]

[Rosen always did burn a little hotter than others. He’s a passionate guy who’s quick to anger but even faster to forgive sometimes. However, Yuri doesn’t have to worry about any of that. No, all he needs to worry about is the meaty erection giving him the one-eyed salute. Rosen is relatively average for a guy his height and build, maybe a little more but not by much. It’s evident that the curtains really do match the drapes judging from that light patch of white down there.

That is if Yuri even notices.

It seems Rosen can scratch off “praise kink” from his long list of things he likes. Something about being called a “good boy” really resonates with him. Enough to make his dick twitch a little. A twitch that Yuri undoubtedly felt as he goes down on him. Rosen has to bite his tongue to stop the moan that nearly escaped. They need to be quiet! There’s only a wooden door and some thin as paper walls separating them from the rest of the café.

He covers his mouth with one hand and clings to the sides of the chair with the other. His fingers are just itching to dive into Yuri’s luxurious dark locks but he doesn’t trust himself to do that. He’s playing by Yuri’s rules here. He can’t thrust up and he can’t yank him down.]

Dammit, Yuri...! [He manages to whisper in between his teeth.] Give me a little more warning next time.

[at_heart]

[ Hey, dicks come in all shapes and sizes; it's less what it looks like and more how it feels in his mouth and how the person attached to it reacts when he bobs his head, lips pursed, suction already sweet.

And right now, he's getting everything he could possibly want there, so the look in his eyes when he lifts them to Roz's face is all wicked satisfaction.

Sorry, you wanted what now? Warning? Drawing back just enough that it might almost seem like he's going to let Rosen's cock slip completely from his mouth, but instead he swishes his tongue along the underside again and whirls it lingeringly around his tip. ]