Late Night Straddle (Yaoi)

Late Night Straddle (Yaoi)

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"You...fuckin' tease...stop...n-no more...," A soft murmur of explicit, distant phrases heard through a thick sheet - or blanket, rather - of pure darkness. Though the room was pitch black, a pair of electric, glassed over blue eyes stared up. A sensation of pain locked into the male's eyes, but the look was more of a cry for help in an indirect motion. His messy, chestnut brown hair tousled so much that it stuck to the pillowcase without a care. The illumination from the drawn back curtains shone into the otherwise dark room, resulting in highlight in his hair, and casting a shadow over his face, creating the seductive piercing blue eyes that his partner has the opportunity of experiencing. As well as these electric blue eyes, his jawline was heavily defined by the sliver of moonlight, his mouth slightly agape as airy pants escaped from the crevices of his throat and mouth. Chest heaving with each of the inhales and exhales he grew accustomed to, Draco still found it difficult to breathe. From the light that entered, it was clear to see Draco's pants were undone and opened fully. Being pushed down, there was no mistaking the bump forming in his boxers, making it a tight and uncomfortable feeling. "Why should I? You brought this upon yourself, Draco. When you were straddlin' me like that...casually brushing your ass against the bulge in my jeans."
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