"Please."
"Please what?"
"Choke me. Please."
Virgil goes to beg more but his words are cut off by a hand wrapping around his throat, the press inconsistent due to the thrusting of his boyfriend moving their bodies too much. But it's enough. Enough that he comes so hard, untouched. The hand slips from his neck, Logan hunches over him and comes himself, deep inside of Virgil.
"Fuck."
"Fuck indeed."
Virgil wakes the next morning with a hand shaped bruise on his neck, Logan apologises but the reminder of last night and of... that, gets Virgil hot and bothered.
"Round two?"
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Sanders Sides Drabbles
Fiksi PenggemarA collection of drabbles about the Sanders Sides. More NSFW than not.
