For Jules and Zhelly, I guess. Sebastian getting fisted. Woo…!? *nervously hopes I’ve done well enough*
Sebastian was sprawled out across the bed. His stomach pressed harsh against the mattress; the rise and the fall of his heaving chest scraping across the yielding touch of the sheets. His cock strained, trapped beneath him as he desperately, deliriously begged for his hips not to rut. He needed the friction; as his cock leaked, smearing the delicacy of the linen. But he simply wasn’t allowed.
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