Syx bit his own lip but in his head, it was Harrison’s. He could easily make that reality but that way led to the lack of talking, and then were where they? No were further than they were currently. If well satisfied temporarily.
❝Um…❞ he flushed, cheeks lavender, ❝I have thought about it. With the toys. You below me as I ride you,❞ he worked his lips harder between his teeth, far less eloquent than he’d like to be, ❝But also the thing I tried with Anna. Uhhhh… doggy style? I don’t really- I’ve never looked up-❞ he felt like he’d not prepared for a test, ❝Front to back. so that my tentacle’s not in the way. So I can be in you too.❞
His wandering fingers moved to Harrison’s ears. He hated how much harder it was to say out loud than in text. He could do it and he could write it. But saying it? Evil god that was always a fight. He needed something pre-prepared or to have everything just right in his head to wing it. And even then it was so easy to fall over the ledge back to babbling.
Harrison couldn’t resist nuzzling that blushing cheek. He’s always a sucker for boys who blush. After all, he has no problem talking about sex in real life or on text. In fact, its something he’s very comfortable with.
“I’m always up for being taken for a ride,” he replies smoothly. “And that position will give you the vast majority of control, if that’s what you want my dear. But it is a bit….. trickier for beginners. It can be a challenge to find a stride and hit those good spots. Now, I can help you do it,” he boasts with a toothy grin, his experience and go on full display, “if that’s what you want. But doggy style might be easier for making you cum. And more than anything, I want to make this good for you.” He nuzzles Syx’s cheek once more.
❝Ah, yeah. I found that helped last time,❞ Syx murmured, nuzzling into Harrison’s neck. When he’d asked Anna to use a strapon on him they’d had to switch to that position by the end. Somehow the transition from using a dildo on himself to one on a person was more different than he’d thought it should be. Wayne was hardly a good comparison to anything that he was going to try. The hero’s anatomy was too different and the size… well. For all the perks, something that fit better would be welcome.
Drawing in a breath and trying to further settle himself, his wandering fingers traced over Harrison’s adam’s apple then down to his collar bone as the blue villain sat back in his lover’s lap, ❝Working up to that position, though,❞ he caught his lower lip in his teeth, rolling his hips in suggestion,
❝I hope your stamina is up for it, lover boy.❞
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