#tarobug

Sometimes their fingers lace with his when he's on his knees in front of them, their chest pressed against his back as he takes their strap like the good boy he is. He feels their other hand brushing over his cock as they ask him what he needs from them.

He can't even answer them, he's needing them to start fucking him, but he knows he should be good for them and respons. Their hand is moving away from his cock, it's up near his face, turning his head to the side so he can catch a glimpse of them. They're smiling at him, caressing his cheek gently.

"If it's too much, just say so."

And it's almost too much, but their hand is on his face in a gentle, comforting way, something he needs. Their other hand was giving his a reassuring squeeze, grounding him.