second fill! - Mine (2/2) - Cesare/Micheletto
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May 16 2011, 08:17:25 UTC
Cesare lets out a moan and gives in, grabbing onto Micheletto's hip and thrusting with almost measured increases of speed and strength until he's slamming forward. Cesare digs one thumb into a delicately sealed welt before his hand snakes forward to grasp Micheletto's heavy cock again. He's leaking over Cesare's fingers, the eldest Borgia beginning pulling on his sex roughly while leaning to press his face against the assassin's shoulder.
"Yes," Micheletto calls out hoarsely. "Thank you, my lord."
"Did you come inside of her, Micheletto?" Cesare asks in a voice just as broken.
"No," is almost whimpered. "No, no, my lord."
"Good," Cesare growls as he bites down on Micheletto's shoulder until his jaw aches and he breaks skin. He tastes blood and sweat. Micheletto almost howls and Cesare rides his thrashing. "Come, my little spy, so I may come in you. For you are mine."
Micheletto gasps, spending over Cesare's fist. Cesare leans up to pet his opposite hand down his side, praising Micheletto.
Cesare wipes his covered fingers around the free base of his cock, thrusting back in and probing a messy digit along the stretched wide rim of Micheletto's hole. His assassin makes a surprised noise, going still when Cesare breeches past until his second knuckle.
Cesare can't restrain his snarling after that, his moans and growls as he fucks into Micheletto. Cesare comes brilliantly, already so on edge.
Cesare eases his cock out but not his finger, adding in a second and a third and relishing the feel of his combined claim. "Mine."
"Yes," Micheletto calls out hoarsely. "Thank you, my lord."
"Did you come inside of her, Micheletto?" Cesare asks in a voice just as broken.
"No," is almost whimpered. "No, no, my lord."
"Good," Cesare growls as he bites down on Micheletto's shoulder until his jaw aches and he breaks skin. He tastes blood and sweat. Micheletto almost howls and Cesare rides his thrashing. "Come, my little spy, so I may come in you. For you are mine."
Micheletto gasps, spending over Cesare's fist. Cesare leans up to pet his opposite hand down his side, praising Micheletto.
Cesare wipes his covered fingers around the free base of his cock, thrusting back in and probing a messy digit along the stretched wide rim of Micheletto's hole. His assassin makes a surprised noise, going still when Cesare breeches past until his second knuckle.
Cesare can't restrain his snarling after that, his moans and growls as he fucks into Micheletto. Cesare comes brilliantly, already so on edge.
Cesare eases his cock out but not his finger, adding in a second and a third and relishing the feel of his combined claim. "Mine."
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so hot
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possessive! Cesare ftw
Thank you so much for gifting us with this!
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