[it's just sex, he thinks, even as he's barely able to think at all. that's all it is. that's all it will ever be.
holding it together lasts for all of a few seconds before seto loses what's left of his waning control. there's too much stimulation going on, too much touching, and it shatters his stability. now rocking desperately into his hand, he hits his peak, spilling his seed and moaning the whole way through. a heady orgasm which he embraces with open arms.
and he just keeps going and going. his hips push with near devastating force back into pegasus, seeking that sharp slide of his cock between his thighs over and over again. something between a whimper and a wail escapes him, sounds he should never make but does anyway. nobody has ever done this to him, ever touched him like this before, and it shows. he doesn't know to handle it. he doesn't know how to handle pegasus. not anymore. he hides his face for all the good it does him, a deep deep red from head to toe.
he arches his back, forcing them to stay together, to stay connected. the drug demands it. he can't be anywhere else, be with anyone else. it's the only thing that matters now.
he keeps going to bring pegasus over the edge too. he doesn't want to be alone, can't be alone. they are bonded. he's lost himself, and that's just the way it is.]
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holding it together lasts for all of a few seconds before seto loses what's left of his waning control. there's too much stimulation going on, too much touching, and it shatters his stability. now rocking desperately into his hand, he hits his peak, spilling his seed and moaning the whole way through. a heady orgasm which he embraces with open arms.
and he just keeps going and going. his hips push with near devastating force back into pegasus, seeking that sharp slide of his cock between his thighs over and over again. something between a whimper and a wail escapes him, sounds he should never make but does anyway. nobody has ever done this to him, ever touched him like this before, and it shows. he doesn't know to handle it. he doesn't know how to handle pegasus. not anymore. he hides his face for all the good it does him, a deep deep red from head to toe.
he arches his back, forcing them to stay together, to stay connected. the drug demands it. he can't be anywhere else, be with anyone else. it's the only thing that matters now.
he keeps going to bring pegasus over the edge too. he doesn't want to be alone, can't be alone. they are bonded. he's lost himself, and that's just the way it is.]