Okay, Carver thinks, and he can breathe a little easier when Pope doesn't snarl at him or order him to be quiet. To take it like a test. He can feel Pope's cock swell, growing in his hand.
There's a twinge of a thrill in that, even under the circumstances.
Carver opens his eyes, meeting Pope's gaze briefly. "Yeah," he murmurs. He wonders if Pope means he knows how to take torture, or that he knows how to be fucked. Both are true. "Go slow. And just. Press."
He'll try and think of Riley, Carver decides. Of someone who cares about him, who'd want him if they weren't being forced.
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Date: 2024-06-12 12:23 am (UTC)There's a twinge of a thrill in that, even under the circumstances.
Carver opens his eyes, meeting Pope's gaze briefly. "Yeah," he murmurs. He wonders if Pope means he knows how to take torture, or that he knows how to be fucked. Both are true. "Go slow. And just. Press."
He'll try and think of Riley, Carver decides. Of someone who cares about him, who'd want him if they weren't being forced.