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Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 20
Jul. 4th, 2014 02:09 pmTitle: Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 20
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 894
Continues from Part 19 (help me, this thing is taking over my life)
The bed was a wide expanse of white with tied off draperies at each corner and the footboard an ornate frame. All very nice, he supposed but right now he wanted quiet, dark, and small to hide in and lick his proverbial wounds. It was only for a little while, Connell had said and then wrung from him every last drop of cum and almost more than Everett could safely give in blood.
There was a tsk from the doorway as Sonya entered, “Guess I don’t have to do more then rudimentary physical check on you. Connell would deliver you drained, putting off anyone being able to do much with you even if you were willing.”
Everett remembered Connell growling off and on as he placed kisses and nips over the expanse of Everett’s bare flesh.
“Take off all your clothes, please. Let’s see the damage,” she directed him in what Everett was relieved to recognize as ultra-professional in tone. The hiss as he removed his shirt ruined that, “He’s more attached to you than I’d surmised to do that much damage.” She stroked a cool hand from his shoulder and down his back, “and not a bruise left to empty.”
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Contines with Part 21
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 894
Continues from Part 19 (help me, this thing is taking over my life)
The bed was a wide expanse of white with tied off draperies at each corner and the footboard an ornate frame. All very nice, he supposed but right now he wanted quiet, dark, and small to hide in and lick his proverbial wounds. It was only for a little while, Connell had said and then wrung from him every last drop of cum and almost more than Everett could safely give in blood.
There was a tsk from the doorway as Sonya entered, “Guess I don’t have to do more then rudimentary physical check on you. Connell would deliver you drained, putting off anyone being able to do much with you even if you were willing.”
Everett remembered Connell growling off and on as he placed kisses and nips over the expanse of Everett’s bare flesh.
“Take off all your clothes, please. Let’s see the damage,” she directed him in what Everett was relieved to recognize as ultra-professional in tone. The hiss as he removed his shirt ruined that, “He’s more attached to you than I’d surmised to do that much damage.” She stroked a cool hand from his shoulder and down his back, “and not a bruise left to empty.”
( Read more... )Contines with Part 21
