"You're so," Patton pauses, looking down at Deceit's face, eyes closed and mouth agape as he breaths harshly, "pretty." His fingers barely skim the scales on the side of his face, trailing down his throat which is littered beautifully with many hickies and bites. His hand wanders further, down his chest and stomach until it reaches his cock, Patton curls his fingers around his head, squeezing and working it a little. And Deceit gasps, eyes flying open in shock, arching up into Patton's touch with a whisper of "please." Patton hums, hands laying on Deceit's thighs, "soon, love, I promise."
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Sanders Sides Drabbles
Fiksi PenggemarA collection of drabbles about the Sanders Sides. More NSFW than not.
