+Glory Hole
My muse is stuck in a wall, ankles tied and legs spread wide open. Send in “Glory Hole” for my muse’s reaction to yours caressing their thigh. Alternatively, send “+Glory Hole” for the reverse.
It had been a while since he had seen Ezra getting stuck in the wall. Little he knew that Ivan had used that house long ago for something entirely different to what he did in present time. As Ezra found a sort of appearture and got curious, he didn’t consider the option that the wall would suck him in because it was made for a less broad body than his. “Curiosity is bad,” he said, finally making himself noticed as he stood up, the vampire brushing a hand up his thigh until landing a soft vampire weak smack on his ass. “This used to be a brothel, the Room you’ve been using was what you can guess.”









