[ Percival's hips continue to grind against Siegfried's cock, pumping himself shamelessly and with more fervor as the attention to his chest heightens his state of arousal. His free hand shifts up to the back of Siegfried's head, running fingers through his hair and urging more of that nipple into his mouth. Then, the bite comes, as Percival lets out a gasp, tugging at those brown locks. ]
Nngh! [ His eyes squeeze into a close at the sudden rough contact, that flash of pain felt at his chest. Yet, rather than feel compelled to pull away, there's an odd sort of exhilaration, like that pain had only served to intensify the accompanying pleasure. There's a stunned look, his face still flushed. ]
I'm becoming a deviant too quickly... [ wtf. guess he's into pain now. ]
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Nngh! [ His eyes squeeze into a close at the sudden rough contact, that flash of pain felt at his chest. Yet, rather than feel compelled to pull away, there's an odd sort of exhilaration, like that pain had only served to intensify the accompanying pleasure. There's a stunned look, his face still flushed. ]
I'm becoming a deviant too quickly... [ wtf. guess he's into pain now. ]