Yeah, well...'tween us and the shipping container next door, I don't get to play much anyway. This is a real high point compared to havin' to organise my lads or read boring reports.
[With the way he starts humming jauntily to himself, dick in hand, Gregor's expression's probably obvious to even the blindfolded. For a moment, it's almost as if he's completely content just waggling Akira around like a joystick, easily amused, until he suddenly digs his hand down deeper, palming and kneading insistently at his balls instead.
...At least there's still friction from his wrist, the way they're so close-quarters that Gregor's really having to lean in.]
Real, real pity I know you can't be trusted without all that tyin' up. I'd love to let you stretch out some, but nope. Like being whole and hale better, I reckon~ But...You can be loud, y'know. Might as well enjoy the perks, make the other guests jea~lous.
[Punctuated by a warm breath against Akira's throat and faintly wet leather sliding back up the underside of his shaft.] Or d'you wanna risk insulting poor old me, instead? After I'm letting you smoke that real fancy cig from far off ports and everything, too...
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[With the way he starts humming jauntily to himself, dick in hand, Gregor's expression's probably obvious to even the blindfolded. For a moment, it's almost as if he's completely content just waggling Akira around like a joystick, easily amused, until he suddenly digs his hand down deeper, palming and kneading insistently at his balls instead.
...At least there's still friction from his wrist, the way they're so close-quarters that Gregor's really having to lean in.]
Real, real pity I know you can't be trusted without all that tyin' up. I'd love to let you stretch out some, but nope. Like being whole and hale better, I reckon~ But...You can be loud, y'know. Might as well enjoy the perks, make the other guests jea~lous.
[Punctuated by a warm breath against Akira's throat and faintly wet leather sliding back up the underside of his shaft.] Or d'you wanna risk insulting poor old me, instead? After I'm letting you smoke that real fancy cig from far off ports and everything, too...