[Those fingers had been enough to adjust to, but now he was taking in something he doesn't feel like he should be able to. It's so slow, his back stings from scratches and bites in water and wind, and the sound of Mephisto's groans behind him sends a shiver up his spine.
There's no way he can hold back, now. He mutters a couple of incomprehensible words, nails scraping against rock and hair falling more into his own face. This hurts, too, in such a perfect way. Pleasure laces with pain-turned-pleasure and Jae-Ha's eyes close. Leaning in closer to the rock with his upper body, his hips press back into the next thrust, wanting to feel more of that fullness until he can get to that overly sensitive spot again.
And, of course, he moans. It's louder now, only echoing against rocks and water, and way too lewd to be mistaken for any sort of non sexual pain.]
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There's no way he can hold back, now. He mutters a couple of incomprehensible words, nails scraping against rock and hair falling more into his own face. This hurts, too, in such a perfect way. Pleasure laces with pain-turned-pleasure and Jae-Ha's eyes close. Leaning in closer to the rock with his upper body, his hips press back into the next thrust, wanting to feel more of that fullness until he can get to that overly sensitive spot again.
And, of course, he moans. It's louder now, only echoing against rocks and water, and way too lewd to be mistaken for any sort of non sexual pain.]