[ Myung is relentless. With every thrust, he goes deep, hard, listening to Sage's words, letting them overwhelm him a little, but he doesn't stop, keeps going, fucks him as hard as he can while jerking him off tight and fast. Relentless. ]
You gonna come for me? C'mon, Sage. Want you to. Come all over my piano.
[ His voice is completely wrecked, so rough it's hurting his throat to even speak. He doesn't stop moving as he talks, either, if anything he fucks Sage harder, feeling his own orgasm right under his skin, making him a little less coordinated now, his thrusts more erratic, the way he keeps squeezing Sage's cock not as smooth as he was only moments ago.
But still intent, so intent. He's not relenting until Sage has come and is completely spineless. ]
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You gonna come for me? C'mon, Sage. Want you to. Come all over my piano.
[ His voice is completely wrecked, so rough it's hurting his throat to even speak. He doesn't stop moving as he talks, either, if anything he fucks Sage harder, feeling his own orgasm right under his skin, making him a little less coordinated now, his thrusts more erratic, the way he keeps squeezing Sage's cock not as smooth as he was only moments ago.
But still intent, so intent. He's not relenting until Sage has come and is completely spineless. ]
C'mon.