❛ good girl / boy. ❜
❛ you have the most perfect body. ❜
❛ i can't stop thinking about your ass. ❜
❛ you always know just what i need. ❜
❛ you're taking me so well. i'm proud of you. ❜
❛ that's it, [petname], keep going just like that. ❜
❛ take it for me. i know you can. ❜
❛ you have no idea what you're doing to me. ❜
❛ you're so incredible, the way you beg for me is driving me crazy. ❜
❛ you're doing such a good job. ❜
❛ you always know how to make me feel good. ❜
❛ i love the way you look when you're on your knees for me. ❜
❛ i've been waiting for this all day. ❜
❛ you're so beautiful when you struggle for me. ❜
❛ you're a pleasure to use. ❜
❛ those are such pretty sounds. keep them up for me. ❜
❛ you look so cute squirming like that. ❜
❛ it makes me smile when you drip like that before i even touched you. ❜
❛ you want to be a good girl / boy for me, don't you? ❜
❛ just like that, you're doing so well for me.
❛ look how well you fit around me, you're perfect. ❜
❛ look how beautiful you look all spread out and ready for me. ❜
❛ that's it, you're taking your punishment so well. ❜
❛ you look so precious when you're needy. ❜
❛ that's it, just let go. make yourself feel good. ❜
❛ how can i deny you when you're begging me so nicely? ❜
❛ you look so pretty when you're taking my cock. ❜
❛ are you going to come for me, pretty girl / boy? ❜
❛ you have the most amazing lips to kiss. ❜
❛ you're making me feel so good, [petname]. ❜
❛ let me hear your beautiful moans. ❜
❛ come for me. you deserve it after being so good to me. ❜
❛ you're so nice and wet / hard for me. ❜
❛ just the way you look at me is driving me wild. ❜
❛ you can do it, i know you can. ❜
❛ atta girl / boy. ❜
❛ you're absolutely beautiful when you're bound like this. ❜
❛ such a nice mouth for me to use. ❜
❛ you're irresistible when you're in control like this. ❜
❛ i love how you make me lose my mind. ❜
@crimsonwaltz sent
[ STORAGE CLOSET ]: when the mood strikes both the sender and receiver in a public setting, they both find a small storage closet together, and have sex inside.
they don't like this position. they want to see his face and yet... yet
< ...v― verg... >
their hand splayed out flat against the door to the closet while their head was staring directly at the bland tile of the ground. the lack of anything to latch onto constantly felt as if they were seconds from sliding and toppling over. yet they're brought back into the realization they won't be; the only reason they were still upright was due to the pure fact vergilius had a secure hold with hands groping their breasts. fingers encircling the area around their nipple yet not quite touching it through the cloth of their black button up. the zaps of pleasure however was still enough to make them wobble- bounce back against the erection currently being held tightly between their bare thighs.
the feeling of his hips occasionally slapping softly against their backside earns several varying in pitch tocks. < please i― please... > they can't exactly process much every time his erection runs along their slick folds, frotting with a sense of desperation that made their gut bubble over in a strong need for more. their own rutting back against him with the occasional sound of his breath fueling the pleasure building within them.
how vergilius and them ended up in this position? dante too would've liked to know. getting pushed in a closet was one thing but for it to end up with their guide of all people using them quite like this? really... it was a way to pass the time! their hand slips from the door with a gentle trill of their head, hand frantically smacking against the door frame and digging their nails into the crudely painted wall. < vergilius-- wait-- i, i'm gonna- > they squeeze around his erection tighter, nails digging into the wall as their flame hisses with the sensation of his fingers grazing right over the sensitive bud of their chest.
< ...you're insufferable..! > they can't tell if they imagined hearing the chuckle that rumbled behind them or if they're truly that out of it with the heat of the situation greatly impacting them. their hips lower to rut themselves down against him, grinding for more friction which only serves to have their trembling rise up into twitching. a sea of ticks shooting from their head while they shook.
...seems they just came. their juices coating the erection which too had been weeping. the overstimulation makes their knees wobble but... their free hand moves to take a hold over his hand gripping them. they slide from him to slowly turn around with their body still coming down. hands reaching to move his hands to their hips.
< ...put it in me >
the exasperated haah slips from the mouth of the guide before them "manager dante, you know i can'-" yet they don't give him the time to finish. < i'm on the pill so-- so put it in me. >
the silence followed by his inhale. "i had no idea you were so eager." yet he listens, hands not hesitating to shift their spaces; now pushing dante to the wall after lifting them up― aligning himself and slowly pushing past their lips with a faint groan.
< it's your turn to be taken cared of, guide. >
《 @toktic / @infere asked 》 : ❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜ you know what this is for.
➣ . Vergilius sighed. Inhale .... exhale .... a release of tension which he dragged out as bid for further time to compose himself. Unwilling to let it show how deep those words pierced him. From anyone else, it could have come off as satire.
If only he didn't know how pointedly earnest the manager could be. If only they hadn't said it when his mind was warring for control against the heat in his guts && the all-encompasing sense of fullness of Dante's strap nestled deep within him.
" You have... a peculiar sense of aesthetics, Dante, " the guide huffed, breathless, faint amusment laced within his tone poorly hid how strained each syllable was as they passed reddened lips, sore && aching from how hard && how long he'd been biting on them.
A redness that appeared to be destined to remain as matching to his eyes' hues. Once more, Vergilius found the need to sink his teeth into them as to prevent his own breath from betraying him, his words having earned him a harsh snap of their hips drawn together, pushing in even deeper. Each salacious sound forced to die choked within his throat as his gaze faltered, struggling to remain steady as once more he was granted a near punishing pace — it ought to be concerning just how well the manager knew him.
Silence who's control Dante continued to covet for as they reached out && cupped his face so tenderly in contrast to how hard they were thrusting into him, stealing his last remaining threads of reason which warned him to show greater resistence, only to fall on deafened ears as he found himself parting his lips without hesitation the moment the manager ran their thumb over them.
" Haah— "
It was a gasp he couldn't fully swallow with his mouth fallen open, forced open as they pressed their fingers down on his tongue && had their taste flood him. Staking claim to both his body && his senses, threatening to overwhelm him with how surrounded he was by Dante. Quiet, breathless gasps, strained noise with hardly an origin, finally pouring out of him, forced out of him, with each thrust of their hips pushing relentlessly inside of him as their hand worked in tandem. All with the goal of unravelling him.
What a sight he must be.
Deubached, undoubtably. With his legs spread open && the manager so comfortably at home in between them. Spit gradually pooling down his mouth and down his jaw as Dante continued to play freely with his tongue && teeth. His face, strained as he tried to retain control, and yet, his attempts at remaining steady slipping out of his grip as lust continued to cloud his vision, lidding his eyes, leaving him chasing after every part of them they were willing to offer.
Vergilius groans from deep within his chest, a name that's half hiddened && yet far too familiar for either of them to pretend not to understand it.
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