Taras' throat closed, felt too raw for more words, his breath too harsh even for whispers. The low hungry noises that buzzed in his ear felt like pain and pleasure.
He stroked himself harder, breath hitching, irregular.
Taras could picture it, even though he didn't want to, he could see the things that Barshai was saying. The images seared into him, his body reacting viscerally even as his mind balked.
His fist tightened on his cock, punishing.
"Da, I will."
Taras shuddered.
"I'll do it. I'll hold you down, Barshai," he grated, breathing hard into the phone. "I'll take you hard. I'll make you feel me, all the way."
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Date: 2008-08-28 08:10 pm (UTC)Taras' throat closed, felt too raw for more words, his breath too harsh even for whispers. The low hungry noises that buzzed in his ear felt like pain and pleasure.
He stroked himself harder, breath hitching, irregular.
Taras could picture it, even though he didn't want to, he could see the things that Barshai was saying. The images seared into him, his body reacting viscerally even as his mind balked.
His fist tightened on his cock, punishing.
"Da, I will."
Taras shuddered.
"I'll do it. I'll hold you down, Barshai," he grated, breathing hard into the phone. "I'll take you hard. I'll make you feel me, all the way."
He let out noise, like a low sob.
"...I want you."