[ Myung doesn't have to ask twice, as soon as Sage hears that edge to his voice, the roughness and the desire there as he tells Sage to come on his piano, Sage can feel himself shake apart from the force of the pleasure. there is a short that might be Myung's name, might be a curse, but then there are streaks of come on the piano keys and Sage is going pliant and nearly limp in Myung's grasp because fuckfuckfuck--
the witch might just about be ready to black out.
he is gasping and shaking and it's too much because Myung is still fucking him but its also perfect and he wants this to never stop please fuck don't stop. words that might be spoken aloud, slurred and broken but still there.]
Myung, Myung fuck you're amazing. Fuck, I can't-- [ he whines low then, legs shaking and yeah he might need you to hold him up now there, Myung.]
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the witch might just about be ready to black out.
he is gasping and shaking and it's too much because Myung is still fucking him but its also perfect and he wants this to never stop please fuck don't stop. words that might be spoken aloud, slurred and broken but still there.]
Myung, Myung fuck you're amazing. Fuck, I can't-- [ he whines low then, legs shaking and yeah he might need you to hold him up now there, Myung.]