However he shook his head defiantly when told to open his mouth.
Taunting Ezra as he complied so willingly, no matter what his brain was telling him. David's hand at his throat tilted his chin so he looked up at the taller man as he stepped in closer, over him, unbuckling his belt.
"Open up that mouth, pretty boy."
Before slowly kneeling down.
He didn’t have a choice.
However he shook his head defiantly when told to open his mouth.
“Mm..”
"That's what I thought."
He hates this, but he doesn’t have a choice. She scares him.
“Fine.
“Mm..”
He hates this, but he doesn’t have a choice. She scares him.
“Fine.
He tugs on the leash..
“No leashes—“
He hates this, but he doesn’t have a choice. She scares him.
“Fine.
He tugs on the leash..
“No leashes—“
He tugs on the leash..
“No leashes—“
Reluctantly he leans his head back.
Reluctantly he leans his head back.
Reluctantly he leans his head back.
Before slowly kneeling down.
He didn’t have a choice.
"Get on your knees."
Spoken lowly but still firm. Time to see exactly how much of the boy's words were just false bravado.
He knows he likes this.
He just will not say it.
Before slowly kneeling down.
He didn’t have a choice.
He knows he likes this.
He just will not say it.
He grinned as the boy struggled a little, grip at both points tightening some, leaning in closer.
"Afraid you might have to face the truth of what you are?"
“Mmmh~”
He knows he likes this.
He just will not say it.
“Mmmh~”
He grinned, his hand taking Ezra's throat while the other continued to hold between his legs.
"All that more enjoyable when I tell you to get on your knees and you do it so enthusiastically."
“N-Nuh uh..”
“Mmmh~”
“N-Nuh uh..”
His hand could certainly feel the truth of the moment.
"Exactly what you are, and what you want."
“I- I don’t know..”
“N-Nuh uh..”
“I- I don’t know..”
Asked with a grin, hand reaching down, squeezing Ezra's crotch.
“I- I don’t know..”
I'll give you exactly what you need.
Pretty boy might just be realizing what he wants, and he always gets what he wants, doesn't he?
And you just don't know how to handle it, do you?
Mmmh
Mmmh
That, and the pretty little outfit, the makeup...definitely making a strong case there.
I’m not— gay, so.. yeah. I’m not flustered.
Mmmh
I’m not— gay, so.. yeah. I’m not flustered.
I’m not— gay, so.. yeah. I’m not flustered.