#strap anon

mmmmmmhhhhmmmmmmmmm. though i personally feel like it'd be more of doing the edging rather than being edged (at least initially, cos oh boy does a bish wanna top that man) cos it's all about control to him. although i should stress it's not control of you (or any of his other loves), this isnt an ego boost thing, it's a controlling himself thing cos otherwise he's just gonna lose it and he cant do that. so usually he prefers a harder, quicker fuck.

but. you know.

frankie has a way of methodically sneaking past his defences until it's both - a hard fuck but it's drawn out and the wait is wiping his brain. because frankie has to prep him properly - of course mr big dicked does, so stop bitchin' santi. then he's gotta go slow just because and the next thing santi knows it's a confusing mix of tender, slow thrusts balls-deep, and a sharp sting where frankie's got a grip in his hair and teeth against his ear, completely embracing him. it's all the details that get santi overwhelmed - frankie's larger form hot across his back, his sharp teeth but tender tongue and words. how one hand can hold him so safe but the other drags him whichever way frankie wants. they way frankie teases santi like he teases no one else because frankie - only frankie - can go toe to toe with santi without missing a beat, santi doesn't get a choice in being overwhelmed but in the end he doesnt. fucking. care.

and benny has an honesty about him that's there's just no way santi's defences cant fall. how can you really tease benny when it just rolls right off him? because yes he is enjoying this, yes he does want that, benny isn't hesitant or embarrassed in the slightest. so maybe it's quick but it's so overwhelming, it's too much, too good and shit wasn't santi trying to be in charge at the start? except it's all he can do now to stop from cumming so fast, so hard that it hurts a bit that santi ends up edging himself just by pulling benny off him. and benny's fuck drunk expression with spit and pre-cum dripping down his chin doesnt help santi in the slightest, god forbid frankie decides to get involved and take control.

or the way you're a disarming mix of soft and sharp, your curves giving under his hands but you're own gripping his curls til he has no choice but to yield his neck to you. surely santi can let you have just a moment? and then another. just one more to be nice to you. but the next thing he knows all he can think about is that he really just wants to get fucked, please keep doing this.

and and and i was supposed to be talking about being edged. woops. so let's just consider that for a moment, cos it's one of the ways santi shows his love - overwhelming you with drawn out pleasure, some part of his insecurity signalling up in a tiny voice with stay stay stay. so he tries to make it last as long as possible. wants you to pull him in close, the sharp tug at his hair sending a flare of pride coursing along right next to his desire causing a heady mix and a teeth baring grin against your neck.

sometimes it's what he wants cos honestly santi is so fucking filthy and he fucking loves pussy. the guys don't get wet like you, cant soak him like you, dont smell like you, he'd be down there drawing it out for his own pleasure at times. other times he's smug with it by the way it builds his confidence that he - only he - can do this to you. but if you were to ask him for it, ask him specifically? he's so fucking tender, he would give you anything for however long you wanted.