The noise Raju makes is as much delight as it is shock. He wonders if fucking him into the ground is a figure of speech, Francis' habit from thinking about women when he feels this way, or if there's something specific that he's thinking of. If Francis proposes it in earnest, Raju would be delighted to find out. But maybe he doesn't have to wait.
"Oh?" He rolls his head to the side to give Francis' mouth room to move, hand over them moving up and turning its wrist and moving down again, hand on Francis' sack moving its fingers in small, idle motions. "Is that so? Why don't you tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"
While he's completely in Raju's hands, while he can't afford to so much as twitch his hips too far. The knowledge of it's in Raju's voice and in his eyes when he rolls his head just far enough back to look at Francis, the self satisfaction and the eagerness and the joy.
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Date: 2024-09-09 09:53 pm (UTC)"Oh?" He rolls his head to the side to give Francis' mouth room to move, hand over them moving up and turning its wrist and moving down again, hand on Francis' sack moving its fingers in small, idle motions. "Is that so? Why don't you tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"
While he's completely in Raju's hands, while he can't afford to so much as twitch his hips too far. The knowledge of it's in Raju's voice and in his eyes when he rolls his head just far enough back to look at Francis, the self satisfaction and the eagerness and the joy.