Oh? You say you've earned the right to speak to me so informally? That's rather presumptuous, don't you think?
[Generally speaking, Mephisto was a patient man. But all this talking was doing nothing to satisfy the building pressure in his pants, still aroused from the feeling of Reign's teeth against his neck.]
[He smooths his hands along Reign's waist, reaching behind him to give his ass a squeeze as he finally allows himself to grind back against him.]
Perhaps I should teach you some manners... would you like to play a game? You seem like the sort of person who might enjoy something like this.
[ Reign felt almost chastised as he pouted lightly, if only because he was facing a real demon, one whose powers he had no knowledge of, or the extent of it all. It was frightening, but also rather thrilling. ]
Well, you didn't say I can't speak informally—mnh!
[ He let out a gasp at the feel of Mephisto's hands on his rear, acutely aware of those sharp nails raking through the materials of his pants. His cheeks flushed deeper, fingers digging deeper into the demon's thick hair. ]
Hm, maybe you should. What kind of game are you proposing, Mr. Pheles?
[ The word "Sir", or even "Master", was at the very tip of his tongue, but Reign managed to hold back. No point giving Mephisto that ego boost so early into their play. He grind down, hips shifting and gyrating, doing his best to further stimulate the other. ]
A very important one... you see, it's rather dangerous out here in the wilderness. Even within the safety of our little shelter, it would be unwise to make too much noise.
[He gives his ass another squeeze before moving his hands out to his hips, attempting to hold him in place.]
We need to be absolutely quiet. Now, I don't foresee a problem as far as I'm concerned, but for you... do you think you can manage it?
[ That had Reign glancing around them in a wary manner, almost fearful that one of those wild creatures would suddenly jump out at them from the dark. Mephisto was right. It wasn't just noise, but blood too, despite how quickly the demon heal.
When he felt Mephisto's hands at his hips, Reign stopped, his attention returning back to the demon. ]
Mn... I don't think I'll have any trouble keeping quiet. [ Maybe. ] If I made any sound, are you going to dole out your punishment by gagging me? [ Oh, this was starting to get fun, the thought of having to stay silent making him giddy with want and arousal. ]
[And then Reign had plenty of trouble being quiet and they banged until dawn, where Mephisto left him to wake up alone. Sorry he doesn't stick around to cuddle, try not to get eaten by a bear, etc etc.]
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[Generally speaking, Mephisto was a patient man. But all this talking was doing nothing to satisfy the building pressure in his pants, still aroused from the feeling of Reign's teeth against his neck.]
[He smooths his hands along Reign's waist, reaching behind him to give his ass a squeeze as he finally allows himself to grind back against him.]
Perhaps I should teach you some manners... would you like to play a game? You seem like the sort of person who might enjoy something like this.
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Well, you didn't say I can't speak informally—mnh!
[ He let out a gasp at the feel of Mephisto's hands on his rear, acutely aware of those sharp nails raking through the materials of his pants. His cheeks flushed deeper, fingers digging deeper into the demon's thick hair. ]
Hm, maybe you should. What kind of game are you proposing, Mr. Pheles?
[ The word "Sir", or even "Master", was at the very tip of his tongue, but Reign managed to hold back. No point giving Mephisto that ego boost so early into their play. He grind down, hips shifting and gyrating, doing his best to further stimulate the other. ]
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[He gives his ass another squeeze before moving his hands out to his hips, attempting to hold him in place.]
We need to be absolutely quiet. Now, I don't foresee a problem as far as I'm concerned, but for you... do you think you can manage it?
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When he felt Mephisto's hands at his hips, Reign stopped, his attention returning back to the demon. ]
Mn... I don't think I'll have any trouble keeping quiet. [ Maybe. ] If I made any sound, are you going to dole out your punishment by gagging me? [ Oh, this was starting to get fun, the thought of having to stay silent making him giddy with want and arousal. ]
/wraps this up