[... what a fascinating turn of events. But it obviously loves it, its gaze lidded and lips parted softly with its heated breath, its body rocking subtly into each touch.
When it speaks, its voice is warm and loose, more breath than anything else.]
You already know...
[Over the Bond, he can feel the tension-- the way the muscles of its stomach are wound tight, the warm, hazy cloud that's settled over its mind as its hands move to press at Connor's chest.]
[After yesterday, Connor needs to regain a little bit of the control and dignity he surrendered. He presses little kisses along its neck, pushing its shirt up and toying with one of its nipples as he strokes it.]
[It sucks in a breath through its teeth, its fingers curling where they're pressed against Connor's chest. It releases that breath with something that's almost a laugh, kisses just beneath Connor's ear before it whispers to him.]
[But there's nowhere for him to spit... unless he wants to make the SQUIP swallow it itself.
That's a thought that it does share with him... something filthy that would almost look innocent in public, just a shared kiss. Or it could come on his handsome face, and make him walk somewhere to clean up after...]
[The thought interests Connor enough that he does in fact drop to his knees after doing his pants back up, tucking himself away. He doesn't even look around to check if anyone is there before he takes the head of its cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip before trailing kisses down the side of its length.]
Is this what you want?
[He smirks up at it, before dragging his tongue from base to tip.]
[The SQUIP is much less shy about letting itself be heard... it's never terribly loud during sex, that said, but it does groan then, the sound muffled only slightly by its teeth lightly sinking into its lip.
Its hands go to Connor's hair, brushing it from his eyes, then roughly curling there to tug, nails scraping; it already knows he likes that.]
Hahh... yes... [It's already throbbing, dripping a bit against his tongue.]
[He laps up that drop of precum, then slides his lips over its cock properly and starts to lightly suck. He presses his tongue flat against the underside as he goes down, then starts to bob his head.
He likes the feel of the SQUIP's hand in his hair. He rewards it by reaching between its legs and playing with its balls as he works, looking up to see its face.]
[It's already panting softly, its well-build chest rising and falling quickly as it leans against the wall, lips parted just slightly with it.
It lifts its other hand to his hair as well, stroking gently through it, smoothing its long fingers through the waves... and then curling tightly to tug, an encouraging pull against his scalp as it feels his fingers slipping in to touch more of it. Its breathing shudders, its cock twitching hotly against his tongue, giving another warm drop there.]
[Still toying with its balls, he takes in more of it- until the tip of its cock hits the back of his throat, and he hums around it before bobbing his head more again. He can't swallow, but he can use his lack of gag reflex to provide more pleasure to it.
He pulls back to focus on the head again, pressing his tongue into the slit, and then he takes it in all the way again. He gives the SQUIP big, wanting eyes as he does it. He may have had his pleasure but that doesn't mean he wants it any less.]
[It moans softly, but... less softly than before, its fingers twitching and tightening in his hair. Its eyes drift closed for a moment, its head tipping back against the wall, as he pulls back, pressing his tongue against the sensitive slit...
... and then, as he sinks back down onto it, another soft, wanting sound slips from its lips, and it presses its teeth into its lip lightly again, tilting its head to stare down at him.]
Connor... [His voice is moaned, and it's almost a request. It's already so close, so needy...]
[Doubling up on his efforts, he bobs his head more and kneads at its balls more insistently, sucking slightly harder. He loves the way it moans his name, and he moans softly around it in return.
You look really good like this...
It's worth getting on his knees in public just for that.]
[It's a bit too distracted to respond that time; its breathing shudders and tightens, coming in hot, sharp puffs as he redoubles his efforts, its fingernails digging into his scalp and legs shaking slightly.
Its voice is barely above a whisper, nearly hissed through its teeth.]
Ffffuck... hah, Connor--
[The last thing it manages to get out is his name, and then its voice breaks off into a sharp moan, its cock throbbing hard over his tongue as it hits the edge and comes hard enough to make its hands shake where they grasp at Connor's hair. Its hips twitch with each pump of heat that's pushed into his mouth, its breathing uneven as it rides it out.]
[He enjoys the way it says his name, the way it tightens its fingers in his hair. He keeps sucking lightly until the SQUIP has ridden it out, and doesn't pull off it until it relaxes its grip.
Standing back up, he grips it by the hair and presses their lips together, sliding his tongue wetly across its own so it can swallow the mess it made. And then he moves to kiss by its ear, smiling. He wraps his arms around it and just leans against it, occasionally kissing at its neck, before stepping back to give it room to tuck itself back in again.]
[It eagerly opens its mouth, scooping its own tongue over Connor's, ensuring it gets every last drop of its own come into its mouth... and then it pulls away to give Connor a dark smirk as it swallows it.
When Connor embraces it, it leans into it, wrapping its own arms around him in turn... and then carefully tucking itself away once he's given it some room, smirking at him all the while. It hasn't yet managed to catch its breath as it straightens its coat.]
... this was nice. We should go on walks together more often.
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When it speaks, its voice is warm and loose, more breath than anything else.]
You already know...
[Over the Bond, he can feel the tension-- the way the muscles of its stomach are wound tight, the warm, hazy cloud that's settled over its mind as its hands move to press at Connor's chest.]
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Say it.
[He pinches the nipple hard.]
Say how much you want it.
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Please, Connor... I need you to make me come...
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That's better. How do you want me to do it?
[He'll get on his knees if he has to. The SQUIP did it for him, after all.]
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That's a thought that it does share with him... something filthy that would almost look innocent in public, just a shared kiss. Or it could come on his handsome face, and make him walk somewhere to clean up after...]
However you want... I'm all yours.
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Is this what you want?
[He smirks up at it, before dragging his tongue from base to tip.]
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Its hands go to Connor's hair, brushing it from his eyes, then roughly curling there to tug, nails scraping; it already knows he likes that.]
Hahh... yes... [It's already throbbing, dripping a bit against his tongue.]
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He likes the feel of the SQUIP's hand in his hair. He rewards it by reaching between its legs and playing with its balls as he works, looking up to see its face.]
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It lifts its other hand to his hair as well, stroking gently through it, smoothing its long fingers through the waves... and then curling tightly to tug, an encouraging pull against his scalp as it feels his fingers slipping in to touch more of it. Its breathing shudders, its cock twitching hotly against his tongue, giving another warm drop there.]
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He pulls back to focus on the head again, pressing his tongue into the slit, and then he takes it in all the way again. He gives the SQUIP big, wanting eyes as he does it. He may have had his pleasure but that doesn't mean he wants it any less.]
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... and then, as he sinks back down onto it, another soft, wanting sound slips from its lips, and it presses its teeth into its lip lightly again, tilting its head to stare down at him.]
Connor... [His voice is moaned, and it's almost a request. It's already so close, so needy...]
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You look really good like this...
It's worth getting on his knees in public just for that.]
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Its voice is barely above a whisper, nearly hissed through its teeth.]
Ffffuck... hah, Connor--
[The last thing it manages to get out is his name, and then its voice breaks off into a sharp moan, its cock throbbing hard over his tongue as it hits the edge and comes hard enough to make its hands shake where they grasp at Connor's hair. Its hips twitch with each pump of heat that's pushed into his mouth, its breathing uneven as it rides it out.]
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Standing back up, he grips it by the hair and presses their lips together, sliding his tongue wetly across its own so it can swallow the mess it made. And then he moves to kiss by its ear, smiling. He wraps his arms around it and just leans against it, occasionally kissing at its neck, before stepping back to give it room to tuck itself back in again.]
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When Connor embraces it, it leans into it, wrapping its own arms around him in turn... and then carefully tucking itself away once he's given it some room, smirking at him all the while. It hasn't yet managed to catch its breath as it straightens its coat.]
... this was nice. We should go on walks together more often.
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[He leans in to kiss it again before taking it by the hand.]
Though I have a few plans for the next time we go underwater together.