That satisfying sound || Westin
Sure, Wes had already had Justin several times today, or maybe it was more apt to say that Justin had had him, but then they'd started talking about Justin's dom glare and then Justin mentioned something from the seachest that they actually hadn't tried. In nearly a year. So, of course Wes's curious was piqued. A bullwhip. It sounded more intense than the flogger, even a crop, but he couldn't deny he wasn't curious. Justin had gone out of the room for more space to practice the motion, most likely, and Wes was throwing on some clothes, a tight white button up that he could get in bulk if he wanted, so he wasn't too fussed, then some jeans he didn't care what happened to, running a hand through his curls.










