[He is well practiced in meeting his masters needs, one way or the other, but in this his control slips away and away until he is a hot, sweaty mess of desire, ruled only by the pounding cock that drives into him again and again, each time coming closer to making him see stars despite the suffocatingly thick ceiling that hangs far above them. Every feeling is heightened, his body arches and strains to help his master, his lover find the perfect angle for both of them.
soclosesoclosesoclose echoes in his head and maybe on his lips, certainly it can be felt every movement of his body, heard in every hitched breath, every desperate whimper that falls from his lips. He wants nothing but to please his master in that moment, to last for him as long as he wants.
Those words though slip into his mind, later they will haunt him but right now they feel almost right, almost good and he suddenly cannot hold himself together anymore, his seed spilling out, sticky and hot between them, his body milking the cock the drove into him again and again as he moaned for Sauron, his name on his lips, sweet and tender despite the insult of its meaning.]
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soclosesoclosesoclose echoes in his head and maybe on his lips, certainly it can be felt every movement of his body, heard in every hitched breath, every desperate whimper that falls from his lips. He wants nothing but to please his master in that moment, to last for him as long as he wants.
Those words though slip into his mind, later they will haunt him but right now they feel almost right, almost good and he suddenly cannot hold himself together anymore, his seed spilling out, sticky and hot between them, his body milking the cock the drove into him again and again as he moaned for Sauron, his name on his lips, sweet and tender despite the insult of its meaning.]