Blake does his best not to move at all, to keep his muscles steady, to not
shiver or tremble as the other works— as he touches him and his hands, the
ropes all a myriad of erotic sensation. But he does allow the soft sounds
of pleasure of need.
Blake nods without hesitation. He does love this. He whimpers a little as
his eyes lower, his skin tingling at the press of the others lips, the
movement of the rope.
He loves the detail in it, how much time it takes and how patient Butch is
to do it as well as he does.
Patience was just the way Butch was. He wanted what he wanted and he would take the time to get what he desired. And that time would do him good. Really good.
"Are you enjoying yourself, are you eager for my touch?"
Because he wanted to hear that his lover was aroused. Sure, he coudl see it, but he wanted to 'hear' it.
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Blake does his best not to move at all, to keep his muscles steady, to not shiver or tremble as the other works— as he touches him and his hands, the ropes all a myriad of erotic sensation. But he does allow the soft sounds of pleasure of need.
Most of all he focuses on being good for him.
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The rope keeps going, creating knots between the man's ankles.
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Blake nods without hesitation. He does love this. He whimpers a little as his eyes lower, his skin tingling at the press of the others lips, the movement of the rope.
He loves the detail in it, how much time it takes and how patient Butch is to do it as well as he does.
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"Are you enjoying yourself, are you eager for my touch?"
Because he wanted to hear that his lover was aroused. Sure, he coudl see it, but he wanted to 'hear' it.