[ Maybe Kaveh did bring this on himself, but it was with good intent— for both of them, really, an attempt to prevent this exact situation. Not that it matters right now when Tighnari is only increasing his pace, leaving him almost mindless with overstimulation. He thrashes, his voice coming out in breathless gasps and whines, fingers clawing at whatever skin he can reach. ]
Fuck— too much— too much—
[ And yet his body is obeying on its own Tighnari's harsh command, staying hard through the stimulation even as it physically hurts him, and the long moan that comes from his lips when the other seats himself is somewhere between aching and needing, a visceral tremble through Kaveh's body. ]
I won't. Can't. Too— mm.
[ He's not making a lot of sense, no, but neither is his mind: a jumbled mess of nerves and pain and need and pleasure. ]
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Fuck— too much— too much—
[ And yet his body is obeying on its own Tighnari's harsh command, staying hard through the stimulation even as it physically hurts him, and the long moan that comes from his lips when the other seats himself is somewhere between aching and needing, a visceral tremble through Kaveh's body. ]
I won't. Can't. Too— mm.
[ He's not making a lot of sense, no, but neither is his mind: a jumbled mess of nerves and pain and need and pleasure. ]