[ There's a tiny, obedient nod as Sin speaks, given Aspen can't trust himself to not just breathe Sin's name over and over with his pace, clenching his fists hard against his bindings and trying to squirm his hips back onto the length inside of him like he can have more.
His muscles squeeze tightly around Sin; Aspen screams for him as fingers tease and stroke at his sensitive arousal, his come painting his hand, his slender stomach and his lingerie all at once. He's dizzy from his cry, his whimpered moans, his body growing weak even as is orgasm rages strong through him, forcing his delicate body to tremble even now. It's decidedly different when it's so emotional, when it's not just conquering a fear but also being able to be with someone he cherishes deeply; everything feels stronger and he feels so sore but satisfied as his breath finally starts to even out, the small aftershocks still having him shiver and clench around Sinbad, coaxing him to keep going. ]
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His muscles squeeze tightly around Sin; Aspen screams for him as fingers tease and stroke at his sensitive arousal, his come painting his hand, his slender stomach and his lingerie all at once. He's dizzy from his cry, his whimpered moans, his body growing weak even as is orgasm rages strong through him, forcing his delicate body to tremble even now. It's decidedly different when it's so emotional, when it's not just conquering a fear but also being able to be with someone he cherishes deeply; everything feels stronger and he feels so sore but satisfied as his breath finally starts to even out, the small aftershocks still having him shiver and clench around Sinbad, coaxing him to keep going. ]