he was already reaching the point of no return, soft whimpers falling from supple twin-flesh in the unknowing of what damon meant, what noises or words had he created that he wasn’t even aware of in his completely aroused state? slender digits maintained tightened grip upon the others shoulders, a center point where kon could focus as orbs finally fluttered up in a gaze of misty lust, looking towards the other man in wondering.
❛—- w-what -- what sounds?❜









