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it had started with some light teasing, but niraj did find himself amused at al-haitham's practical declaration nonetheless. but then, it was much easier to be demanding when dealing with someone who was your equal, rather than the herald form that he'd usually take when fucking the scholar.
...even so, he could feel his cock twitching in al-haitham's hand, his teeth easing over his bottom lip.
"and here i thought you'd be too proud to beg...but if i must..." the light tone of his voice clearly contradicted the reluctant nature of his words, even as he eased to pull al-haitham closer. "well, then, shall i transform, or should i fuck you like this?"
niraj would be fine either way, but in his abyssal form...he knew that al-haitham's work would become a much lower priority by the time they were done.
* ― ﴾ 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 ﴿ : 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. – accepting
[ BEG ] + reverse, with al-haitham and niraj. ;) @gnosticreign
the scribe grunted softly, eyes gazing at the other who left him a mess. before he needed to do some work nonetheless. skipping his morning routine would sour his mood but his body simply craved to be handled by niraj.
he’d curse him later once he was satisfied. turning over to face the other in bed, hands reaching down to grasp his partner’s cock.
“i need you….to fuck me….” he said very educatedly. “you won’t leave this bed, until i’m satisfied. considering you started something and left me hanging after realizing i had work to do today.”
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