marquiseoftease:teazdndenied: marquiseoftease:Sshhhh babe, I got you There had been a time that when
marquiseoftease:teazdndenied: marquiseoftease:Sshhhh babe, I got you There had been a time that when he felt like this he would have been completely out of sorts. Whining… protesting… begging…But not any longer. Now, he understood. Orgasms were for her, not for him. Now when he ached so badly for release that he was nearly in tears he accepted his fate, seeking her comfort rather than pleading for his relief. Content with the awareness that his suffering was her pleasure…. that was all that mattered to him now. Ecstasy and agony - at first they appeared to be antipodes, impossible to bridge.With time he learnt how his agony fuelled her ecstasy like they were two sides of the same coin.And under her guiding hands he realised the lines were blurred, that it was in actual fact impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins.All he knows now is that he craves the ecstasy of agony that allows him to fall deeper into subspace and empowers her to lift them both up sky high, afloat in each other, with each other, together, as one. -- source link
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