[He's gonna fucking nut is what he's gonna do, what the fuck— Wolfwood is going to bruise his entire ass doing this and Ain can't say he's mad about it. Of course, the more he tries to pray here, the more Wolfwood fucks him, the more Ain starts to lose entire sentences and mash his face against the wall. He's hard and twitching and tightening up around Wolfwood like a vice. Words are not coming out of his mouth, just pure noise.
He stumbles over one line of prayer, knuckles white from trying to grip the wall for purchase, and just gives up. Suddenly, he's throwing his head back against Wolfwood's shoulder and climaxing so hard he sees stars, clamping down around his boyfriend and streaking all over both the inside of the dress and the wall in here.
That's going to be fun to clean up. Ain is still twitching and drooling and panting by the time he comes down from it, too keyed up to actually feel any sense of relief.
He can continue praying on the altar, if Wolfwood wants.]
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He stumbles over one line of prayer, knuckles white from trying to grip the wall for purchase, and just gives up. Suddenly, he's throwing his head back against Wolfwood's shoulder and climaxing so hard he sees stars, clamping down around his boyfriend and streaking all over both the inside of the dress and the wall in here.
That's going to be fun to clean up. Ain is still twitching and drooling and panting by the time he comes down from it, too keyed up to actually feel any sense of relief.
He can continue praying on the altar, if Wolfwood wants.]