General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin closes his eyes, whimpering softly. Fuck. . . he wanted this so bad. . . "I-" He pants softly, gripping the edge of the seat. He closes eyes tighter swallowing, "I'm sorry--" He mumbles. He reaches forward, grasping at Billy's shirt, pulling at it.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Billy's cock pushed against him, parting his plaything with his thumbs, but he hus tip kissed against his hole. "Sorry?....What?" He whispers in his ear, pressing against him him, hips hips moving, putting pressure on him little by little.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin blinks once, confused for a moment t before huffing and mumbles, "I'm sorry. . . Sir. . ." He shifts his hips again, hooking a leg around Billy.

 

[Knight_of_None]

He smirked. "Never forget your honorific to your master." He purred as he nipped on alyrins neck briefly, his hips thrusting forward, starting to push his way into him now.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin groaned softly, tipping his head back, "Yes, sir. . ." He shifts his hips, trying to grind down on Billy. He slides one hand up the back of Billy's neck and into his hair, pulling him closer as Lotion kissed his neck.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Billy's heart beat pulsed faster as Lyrin whispered his obedience, obeying his naster, he gripped on Lyrin's hips tighter. As he grinded down against him. Billy thrusted upwards, starting to push himself straight into him , his base crashing flat against Lyrins backside. He moved up closer as his mouth nipped and his teeth scratched lightly on his exposed neck, pressing Lyrin against the booths wall.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin moans, fingers tightening in Billy's hair. "Fuck~" he mumbles, moving his hips and trying for more friction. He pants heavily, shifting his shoulders and pressing them back against the wall.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Lyrin seized Billy by the hair, his bullying master beard down against him. Every push back for more was rewarded by Billy's rough ways, his cock beating into Lyrin without any mercy. His own hands grabbed on his victims hips , scratching him as he pulled at them. "Such a dirty mouth-" he whispered in his ear.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin pants heavily, his head back against the wall. "Yeah?" He mumbles, moving his hips again and grinding down onto Billy.

"Feel so good~"

 

[Knight_of_None]

Billy gave a shirt hum, his voice vibrating in his chest as he enjoyed even impact against Lyrin. The press and grinding made him draw a hand back, spanking him on the ass, pounding against him harder. "Good boy!"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin tenses slightly, panting heavily. "Please, sir, please. . ." He mumbles, his hips moving forward

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Please what?" He whispers hungrily as he spanked Lyrin again, thrustingvinto him Hardee and harder, bot sacrifice a second in his desires. His free hand grabbed onto Lyrin's cock, stroking him in tandem with his rough pace. He pressed closer to him, biting on his neck again

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin gasps and then moans louder, covering his mouth with his hand. "Wanna cum, sir." He mumbles, his free hand gripping Billy's hair.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"You're not going cum before your master, are you?" He said smirking as he stroked Lyrin faster against the beat of his hips. His fingers tightened their grasp, squeezing on his shaft to start to edge his little servant. To keep him from firing a drop of his load.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Lyrin shuddered, his fingers tightening and pulling slightly at Billy's hair. He moans into his other hand, tears pricking the corner of his eyes. "Please-" He mumbles, his back arching.