Lucky enough? I swear you were created in some sort of devils deal to be perfect for me. Someone who encourages me to be as depraved as I am is quite the catch if you ask me.
And properly with my hand in your hair, tugging your head down for another round with a few more added inches to see if you can manage that.
Are you?
[ There's that mark again, glowing brightly and flaring up to treat the other with a bolt sized bit of pain. ]
caliban, i love when you're depraved. i love when you're fully and entirely yourself with me
i want you like that. i want everything you have to give.
fuck!
[ that comes when he feels the flare of fire, the familiar burn shooting through his veins. caliban could make him cum just from that, they both know it. ]
I want you desperate enough that you lose your mind to pleasure. That you find yourself aching, needing, hungry for me. Begging for me to use you in any way I wish. ' [ There was another flare of that fire. Sharp and intense.]
[ he's used enough to this by now that he knows to sit down when it starts, so it doesn't bring him to his knees. it has him doubling over, though, and crying out loud. ]
fuck i can feel it all along my legs! shit, it hurts
i love you so much do you know that you know me you know what i like. what i need do it, use me, use every bit of me as much as you like. i know i'll love every bit of it.
I love you too, my witch. My beautiful beautiful Witch.
I do. You need cruelty, you need pain. You need someone who will break you and lick your pretty tears from your cheek.
Tell me where you are. And you better think about that answer because I will not hesitate to use you, abuse you, break you in public. I will fuck you limp whenever you are right now.
[ He teased as reached out his hand to amp up that pain on the mark- letting the hellfire shoot though the others skin again.]
[ it makes him lose focus, makes it impossible to think about anything but the pain. nate sinks into it for a moment, letting it be the thing that anchors him.
this next message is a voicenote so that he doesn't have to type. ]
My new house. Back garden. [ the pain, and the need that comes with it, are obvious in his voice. ] Too bad for...my neighbours.
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i know what i like
i know we're lucky enough that these things match
i know i'm gonna wake up dazed and sore with your taste still in my mouth and your cum still dripping out of me
i'm dripping for you right now.
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And properly with my hand in your hair, tugging your head down for another round with a few more added inches to see if you can manage that.
Are you?
[ There's that mark again, glowing brightly and flaring up to treat the other with a bolt sized bit of pain. ]
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i want you like that. i want everything you have to give.
fuck!
[ that comes when he feels the flare of fire, the familiar burn shooting through his veins. caliban could make him cum just from that, they both know it. ]
how fucking desperate do you want me exactly?
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What sort of question is that?
I want you desperate enough that you lose your mind to pleasure. That you find yourself aching, needing, hungry for me. Begging for me to use you in any way I wish.
'
[ There was another flare of that fire. Sharp and intense.]
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fuck i can feel it all along my legs! shit, it hurts
i love you so much do you know that
you know me
you know what i like. what i need
do it, use me, use every bit of me as much as you like. i know i'll love every bit of it.
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I do.
You need cruelty, you need pain. You need someone who will break you and lick your pretty tears from your cheek.
Tell me where you are. And you better think about that answer because I will not hesitate to use you, abuse you, break you in public. I will fuck you limp whenever you are right now.
[ He teased as reached out his hand to amp up that pain on the mark- letting the hellfire shoot though the others skin again.]
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[ it makes him lose focus, makes it impossible to think about anything but the pain. nate sinks into it for a moment, letting it be the thing that anchors him.
this next message is a voicenote so that he doesn't have to type. ]
My new house. Back garden. [ the pain, and the need that comes with it, are obvious in his voice. ] Too bad for...my neighbours.