"Now, now, i don't remember giving you permission to cum…." requested by anon
warnings/tags: blowjobs, bondage, dirty talk
ship: marsab
"Now now, I don't remember giving you permission to cum…" Marco's hand tangled loose in Sabo's hair, deceptivly gentle as he wrapped his calves around Sabo's back and pulled him close. Sabo almost choked, drool slipping down his jaw, and had to swallow hard, cheeks hollow around Marco's cock. "In fact I don't remember giving you permission to do anything but kneel there and suck my cock," he chided. Sabo swallowed again, head bobbing low, but the tantalising smell of food above him made him whine, more drool gathering in his mouth and slicking Marco's erection.
Marco's hand slid down his cheek, gently tracing the taut underside of Sabo's jaw, and he tutted gently at the strings of saliva that strung between his fingers when he pulled his hand away. "Honestly, Sabo. You're just trying to make a mess now, aren't you?"
His hips jolted forwards and Sabo choked, wishing he could brace himself against Marco's knees but only able to flex his hands uselessly behind his back, arms tied tight at the elbow. He whined, tongue slow and steady against the underside of Marco's cock, and couldn't help but gaze up at Marco when Marco's breath turned soft. His thumb traced below Sabo's cheek, soft and easy, but Sabo could do nothing but watch the adoration in Marco's eyes. "Aren't you just gorgeous?" he asked softly. Then, his soft smile turned wicked, "Bet you'd look even better with my cum dribbling out of your mouth. Hurry up, now. I don't want to get impatient with you, Sabo."
