Kaden stopped instantly when Deiru spoke, like music to his ears that only he had the opportunity to hear. With a deep growl of approval, and without hesitation, Kaden unclasped the clamp around Deiru's balls, standing up and taking the ones off of his nipples as well. Placing it onto the bed, Kaden then massage very gently around Deiru's nipples and balls, giving it a little bit of a 'message' in a way after the painful clamps had a hold of them.
Finishing that, Kaden grabbed the whip, going to the side of Deiru and kissing, nipping and licking at his neck. "Mm good boy Deiru, now....you'll get what you deserve." Running the top of the whip against the demon's ass, Kaden drew it back and allowed the whip to come across his backside, the sound pleasant, not as good as Deiru's moans but Kaden couldn't complain. Seeing his ass already slowly begin to get red, Kaden whipped it again, pausing to rub his cheeks in order to help the pain, although he knew it would barely help. "You like it don't you?" Kaden asked alongside Deiru's ear.
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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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