Challenge 05/JF - Terri
I don't know if I should have just added to the last one. But have one more.
“It’s not you,” JC says, and wants to kick himself, because that’s like, the lamest line ever. “It’s just. The distance, and it’s not like I can even show you off. That’s not right, man. You deserve more.”
He whimpers slightly when Jeosjjesesht ripples forward, uses his gelatinous form to gently caress JC’s dick.
“That’s not fair.” JC bites his lip, stretches out his hand, palm against the wall, needing the support. He gasps when he feels the slick tentacle slide across his balls, toward his ass.
Justifies to himself that all break-ups need one last act of mind-blowing sex.
“It’s not you,” JC says, and wants to kick himself, because that’s like, the lamest line ever. “It’s just. The distance, and it’s not like I can even show you off. That’s not right, man. You deserve more.”
He whimpers slightly when Jeosjjesesht ripples forward, uses his gelatinous form to gently caress JC’s dick.
“That’s not fair.” JC bites his lip, stretches out his hand, palm against the wall, needing the support. He gasps when he feels the slick tentacle slide across his balls, toward his ass.
Justifies to himself that all break-ups need one last act of mind-blowing sex.