Kaden glared down at Deiru when he heard him chuckle, but of course not even saying a single insult since he knew the demon would probably stop. Seeing and of course feeling Deiru begin to suck on the other, Kaden hissed with a mix of pain and pleasure when the young demon put his hand up to his nipples and twisted, unable to ignore the slight feeling of Deiru’s arm brushing up against his cock in the process. Because of it, Kaden could feel his cock dripping yet again with pre cum.
When Kaden felt him twist even harder, Kaden hissed loudly and moved his hand finally to grip the males wrist, taking his hand away but undoubtedly liking the sensation. “Fuck, you’re driving me crazy Deiru.” Kaden gritted his teeth, once again trying not to say anything he’d probably regret.
Loosening his hold along Deiru’s wrist, Kaden then let go completely and put both of his hands to the back of Deiru’s head, but not doing much else, not even pushing his head forward. He just needed something to grip onto.
“You really like to play with danger don’t you?” Kaden shivered while glaring.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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