Certainly, Selen's ministrations had gradually driven the drug induced fog from Radek's brain, but now he was consumed with need and desire, making it just as difficult to consider his lover's question. It was not so much soreness as a delicious ache that afflicted him now, and he wanted nothing more than to carry Selen's seed inside him as he faced the day's not inconsiderable challenges.
"Ano, prosím," he managed at first, and then, "Yes, please, miláčku, I am not too sore and I would very much like to... to know you are with me, wherever I am today."
"I would like that, too, carus," Selen said, pressing a kiss to Radek's mouth before reaching over and picking up the plug that he had carefully washed and set out last night. He quickly coated it with oil, then palmed it as he slipped from the bed. "Move to the end of the bed for me, carus," he instructed as he stepped there himself.
He knelt on the floor, taking Radek's legs and placing them on his shoulders when he lover had positioned himself properly. He pressed a kiss to the head of Radek's manhood, then slowly lowered his mouth over the stiff member, drawing in the scent of his lover's body and the taste of his arousal. Selen placed the plug against Radek's slick opening and pressed forward slowly, teasingly, not allowing it to go past the ring of muscles before withdrawing it and repeating, establishing a rhythm of suck and slide with his mouth. He decided to see if he could draw Radek close to climax and push in the inhaerus brev just as his lover began to release.
In less than a minute Selen had reduced Radek to mindless, sobbing cries and moans, as he writhed and arched his back, tossing his head back and forth on the bed. He was consumed with an agony of desire, wanting more than breath, almost, to be filled again. But his lover teased him, moving his hot, slick mouth over Radek's sex in a slow, steady rhythm, pressing at his entrance but never pressing in.
"Prosím..." he cried, pleading desperately. "Prosím, miláčku...!"
Radek hung on the edge of a precipice for what seemed forever, but the slow, slow crescendo of pleasure Selen subjected him to finally crossed a tipping point and suddenly he was coming. It blindsided him completely, and he shouted, and even as he did, Radek felt the plug finally push all the way inside him. Impossibly, it pushed his climax up to yet another level, even in the midst of it, and Radek felt his body thrash in the throes of an orgasm that went on and on and on...
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"Ano," he moaned. "Prosím... prosím..."
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"Ano, prosím," he managed at first, and then, "Yes, please, miláčku, I am not too sore and I would very much like to... to know you are with me, wherever I am today."
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He knelt on the floor, taking Radek's legs and placing them on his shoulders when he lover had positioned himself properly. He pressed a kiss to the head of Radek's manhood, then slowly lowered his mouth over the stiff member, drawing in the scent of his lover's body and the taste of his arousal. Selen placed the plug against Radek's slick opening and pressed forward slowly, teasingly, not allowing it to go past the ring of muscles before withdrawing it and repeating, establishing a rhythm of suck and slide with his mouth. He decided to see if he could draw Radek close to climax and push in the inhaerus brev just as his lover began to release.
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"Prosím..." he cried, pleading desperately. "Prosím, miláčku...!"
Radek hung on the edge of a precipice for what seemed forever, but the slow, slow crescendo of pleasure Selen subjected him to finally crossed a tipping point and suddenly he was coming. It blindsided him completely, and he shouted, and even as he did, Radek felt the plug finally push all the way inside him. Impossibly, it pushed his climax up to yet another level, even in the midst of it, and Radek felt his body thrash in the throes of an orgasm that went on and on and on...
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