[ eiden asks for all of him - and he certainly gets it. however, as he feels himself bottoming out, his eyes blow wide, lips parting in a soft "oh" as he feels so damn full. for a beat, there's discomfort - the stretch of a girthy cock pushing into him straight to the hilt in a way he's only experienced on occasion. his back arches in an instant, hips wiggling to try and get comfortable as he feels the slight ache. his own lashes flutter a bit as his pupils go dark and fat: ]

F-fuck, fuck, fuck -

[ the hands that proceed to hold him fast, squeezing all the soft parts of him, earn another whine as the head of pinocchio's cock stretches his hole further. it's awful, it's amazing, but it's agonizing until he pushes in again and eiden's mouth makes another gutted noise. ]

Agh... hah...

[ his fingers stretch a little to thread into his hair, shift to push more of it back as he draws him close enough to brush their lips together. ]

Over and over...? Careful what you wish for - [ breathless as he squeezes tight around him, eyes rolling a little bit as he swallows down the adjustments his body makes to the thick arousal inside of him. his lungs push air in and out sharply as he relishes in how it's clear his own body aids in helping pinocchio come undone. a slickness suffuses the surface of the other's cock, leaks around the edges of him as his essence flares up again. his body thrums with heat, heart racing as he digs fingers into him to draw him down for another kiss. but before: ] I'd let you do this as many times... [ his brain stutters a moment ] -mmgnh many times as you want... 'til my body remembers this shape of you...