[littl3chocobo]

the body underneath him moved with a liquid grace that only the truly limber could pull off and he could not help but lap it up even as a voice behind them let him know his time was up. he did not stop his eager press even as the man slowed his writhing to a halt, with a long trailing lick he had spent years perfecting he traveled from the collar to the ear to whisper huskily so that only the stranger could hear before pulling away and straightening his suit to head back inside