[ Every pinch earns a twitch of his cock, his thighs tipping further apart to accommodate anything, everything that Locus has in mind. He wants this- badly- and he wants to touch Locus just as much. Bitten and flushed for it, he hooks a leg around Locus' hips to try and pull him in. ]
You wanna see me squirm, huh? [ Hell, he's squirming now. ] Hot.
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You wanna see me squirm, huh? [ Hell, he's squirming now. ] Hot.