Your typo spoke the truth 🕯

Of course! I'm glad you like it

But what if I were to jokingly say her elbow, hmm. Miguel strikes me as an elbow man

Genuinely, i meant to say it in a way that he is just incredibly close to her. He just wants to be able to breathe in the air she breathes out. Keep it in his lungs forever.

He put on his platinum card. He's not leaving until he gets within breathing distance, also Thank you!

Drawing invisible patterns over his skin with his finger tips, Miguel rubbing his shoulder up and down.

Miguel's aftercare was soo good, Miles would forget he wasn't here against his will.

Moaning into his captors ear, biting and licking his pec and nipple. Miguel grunts and moves his hips upwards, teasing Miles as he feels his cunt squeeze his dick so tightly.

Afterwards, Miles lays lazily atop Miguel's chest while they both share a bath.

soft touches and even craving for his rougher ones.

Miles even initiates sometime now. Pushing Miguel down and preppping himself, enjoying the slow agonizing feel of Miguel buried deep into his cunt. Rubbing himself back and forth, pressing his clit against Miguel's hip bone. Moaning into his

It happens again and again and again. Miles can ask for almost anything and Miguel will provide it during his aftercare. The only thing Miles can't say is no or refuse to have Miguel around. After each time Miles knows what to expect now. He feels disgusted by himself, his body yearning for Miguel's

Miles wears a fluffy robe as Miguel cradles him closely and give soft words of appraisal for how strong he is, and Miles can't help but let out another sob. He hides his face into Miguel's chest, ashamed that he is actually enjoying the after car his abuser provides.

Miles whines and tries to pull away afraid that Miguel might slip his fingers in again but all Miguel does is tighten his grip. He lets out a low hum of warning but continues cleaning and pull Miles out before the water fully cools.