Bestie I’m thinkin bout waking Tate up with some real sloppy head and then not stopping after he cums the first time so he’s sobbing and whimpering and he just keeps cumming until he’s begging you to stop
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waking TATE LANGDON up with your mouth on him was a decision you’d made the second you felt him shift in his sleep. he looked so pretty and peaceful lying there, blond curls messy and cheeks flushed, plump lips slightly parted as quiet breaths passed between them. but the moment your tongue flicked over his tip, his body tensed, a strained groan escaping him as his eyes fluttered open.
“w-wha…” his voice cracked, still heavy with sleep, as his bleary eyes found you under the covers. you didn’t stop to answer, lips sliding lower as you took more of him into your mouth. your hand worked in tandem with your tongue, swirling and stroking in slow movements, savoring the way his breathing hitched with every little shift of your mouth.“oh, fuck,” he whimpered, hips twitching upward involuntarily. his hands scrambled to grip the sheets, knuckles white as he fought the urge to bury them in your hair. “please—ah, feels so good…”
his head fell back against the pillow, chest rising and falling in quick, uneven breaths as you set a steady rhythm, the wet sounds of your mouth on him filling the room. you could feel the way he was already trembling, his body hypersensitive from the way you dragged your lips along every inch, tongue teasing at the veins along his length.
“please—” his voice cracked again, higher this time, pleasure and desperation mingled together. “i’m gonna—oh god, i’m gonna—” his thighs shook as he came, a broken sob tearing from his throat as his release hit him hard, spilling hot and salty on your tongue. but you didn’t stop—not when his body jolted, not when he whimpered and tried to pull away, his hips squirming restlessly.
“n-no, wait,” he gasped, voice trembling as tears pricked at the corners of his eyes. his fingers clawed at the sheets, his head thrashing against the pillow. “too much—i can’t—oh, fuck, please—” you hummed around him, the vibration making him cry out, his body arching off the mattress as another choked sob left his lips. his thighs quivered uncontrollably, and tears slid down his flushed cheeks as you pushed him further, your lips and tongue relentless.
“p-please,” he begged, his voice breaking completely. his hands finally found your hair. “i can’t—oh god, i can’t—” but his body betrayed him, another shaky moan spilling from his lips as his hips bucked into your mouth again, the overstimulation dragging him to the brink all over again. he sobbed your name, trembling and helpless beneath you, completely undone.
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