[Oh. Oh. Tav's fingers tighten now until his knuckles are...lighter grey, tufts of hair sticking through them at odd angles. The pressure of Dave's mouth, lips and tongue and the hot walls of his throat, is exquisite. His hips buck forward, involuntary, and this time he doesn't even apologize; he was ordered to be rougher, after all, and he's too caught up in the mouth around his dick to remember how to say things anymore.
His bulge is leaking steadily now, not just from the tip but from all those little bumps all over the surface, and Tav catches sight of his genetic material dribbling out of the corner of Dave's mouth. It's like someone just electrocuted him; he tenses, thrusting forward three times in quick succession before he's able to regain control of his body. He's whimpering, trilling, Dave's name spilling out of his mouth over and over, and he wants to come so badly, but he can't. And the most maddening part is, being denied release is half of what is making this so fucking good.]
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His bulge is leaking steadily now, not just from the tip but from all those little bumps all over the surface, and Tav catches sight of his genetic material dribbling out of the corner of Dave's mouth. It's like someone just electrocuted him; he tenses, thrusting forward three times in quick succession before he's able to regain control of his body. He's whimpering, trilling, Dave's name spilling out of his mouth over and over, and he wants to come so badly, but he can't. And the most maddening part is, being denied release is half of what is making this so fucking good.]