Taming the Beast (II)
II. The beast is awake, and so is the snake. "Red", he groaned with a viscious glint in his eyes. "Hush", I replied, "let me show you my desires". And with that, he smiled so wickedly ever. I moved on top of him, my mouth planting peppered kisses on his face down to his neck. I sucked him there, bruising his skin as he tried to catch my lips with his. "Ah-ah, patience beast," I hissed. My mouth devoured him as my hands gripped his angry bulge. I sucked his tongue, leaving him out of breath. I smirked, then gently swirled my tongue against his nipples. And then, down, I removed his boxers with my teeth, Releasing his wild, throbbing snake.. (Time to sleep, to be cont...)
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