[The reminder that Reno liked to see what his face looked like and hear what sounds he makes when they try new things was another thing he appreciated. Their lips slide together perfectly, and he lifts a hand to draw a thumb over the tattoos on the Turk's face. His release felt good but wasn't as satisfying as it should have been. Not that it would be easy to tell with how much was on Reno's fingers as he cleaned each of them.
Nero's body was calming down maybe 25%, but was still fully prepared to go again at short notice. His erection didn't fully subside even after he was getting out of the tub, but he was still overly sensitive just from being hard for so long. It made it all the more intense when Reno gave it any attention as he helped him dry off. He feels half drunk from the mental imagery of being toyed with to the edge of his sanity. So much that he's having a hard time focusing on anything that wasn't hands or lips on him.]
Please fix it.
[His voice is pleading yet stern. He's demanding it as much as he's expecting Reno to deliver. Nero leans his head against Reno's shoulder when arms are around him, and he pushes his hips forward more when he feels that he's not the only one aroused. Nero's hand starts to reach for Reno's cock just as he pulls away. He wants to make his lover feel good so that he'll keep wanting him, showering him with praise and attention.
Nero snaps out of it for a moment, listening to the instructions. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do at this point. Reno was good for it. Always. When the step into the bedroom he watches Reno spread the towels and afterward it was his turn to do as he was instructed to the best of his ability.
Once he's done, he's spread wide feeling a little awkward and embarrassed, but maintains the position and waits further instruction as he curiously turns his head to see what Reno might be up to in the meanwhile.]
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Nero's body was calming down maybe 25%, but was still fully prepared to go again at short notice. His erection didn't fully subside even after he was getting out of the tub, but he was still overly sensitive just from being hard for so long. It made it all the more intense when Reno gave it any attention as he helped him dry off. He feels half drunk from the mental imagery of being toyed with to the edge of his sanity. So much that he's having a hard time focusing on anything that wasn't hands or lips on him.]
Please fix it.
[His voice is pleading yet stern. He's demanding it as much as he's expecting Reno to deliver. Nero leans his head against Reno's shoulder when arms are around him, and he pushes his hips forward more when he feels that he's not the only one aroused. Nero's hand starts to reach for Reno's cock just as he pulls away. He wants to make his lover feel good so that he'll keep wanting him, showering him with praise and attention.
Nero snaps out of it for a moment, listening to the instructions. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do at this point. Reno was good for it. Always. When the step into the bedroom he watches Reno spread the towels and afterward it was his turn to do as he was instructed to the best of his ability.
Once he's done, he's spread wide feeling a little awkward and embarrassed, but maintains the position and waits further instruction as he curiously turns his head to see what Reno might be up to in the meanwhile.]