[ He's not technically laughing, but he finds this all incredible. He laughed his way through literal torture once. There's very little chance of him not just losing his shit here too. This is supposed to be fun.
And it is, which is...the point, but also part of the problem.
Klaus pedals his legs a bit to keep up when James drags him, not wanting to be dead weight. It's a decent effort.
Then James is back, his foot against Klaus's dick, and it hurts, and he makes a sound through his teeth, but very little with Klaus is only pain. This isn't different. ]
I like when you do it, Captain.
[ He can't help saying it. Would he let just anyone do this? Well, possibly. It would depend on too many factors. Klaus isn't a creature of plans. He lives in the moment as much as he can.
The crop drags up his skin and he bites his lip, breath coming shallow and quick, still-hard cock under James foot leaking a wet spot onto his colourful underwear. ]
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[ He's not technically laughing, but he finds this all incredible. He laughed his way through literal torture once. There's very little chance of him not just losing his shit here too. This is supposed to be fun.
And it is, which is...the point, but also part of the problem.
Klaus pedals his legs a bit to keep up when James drags him, not wanting to be dead weight. It's a decent effort.
Then James is back, his foot against Klaus's dick, and it hurts, and he makes a sound through his teeth, but very little with Klaus is only pain. This isn't different. ]
I like when you do it, Captain.
[ He can't help saying it. Would he let just anyone do this? Well, possibly. It would depend on too many factors. Klaus isn't a creature of plans. He lives in the moment as much as he can.
The crop drags up his skin and he bites his lip, breath coming shallow and quick, still-hard cock under James foot leaking a wet spot onto his colourful underwear. ]