[ Zevran crackles out a laugh as he's dragged- no leverage to resist the pull and no true desire to do so- the angle here is better, helps Dorian take in more, bob faster, moan sweeter. No reason to do more than crape his nails in firm lines from his nape to the mass at the top where the curls are thickest. Pull him up enough to give himself room to rock his hips up into that slick, glorious heat.
Without the corset it'd be easy enough to fuck Dorian's face. The best Zevran can do, the best he does is shallow little snaps of his hips up while pulling down, voice growing ragged. ]
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Without the corset it'd be easy enough to fuck Dorian's face. The best Zevran can do, the best he does is shallow little snaps of his hips up while pulling down, voice growing ragged. ]