[He really is making this look like the easiest thing in the world. Like be belongs here. Like he was made to take him all in, and treat him right.]
[And what a thought that is. He never thought he would deserve to be happy. But Daan, this bastard, makes him have a sliver of terrible hope.]
[He wants to return the favor. Whatever little Daan gives, he'll return hundredfold, in unspoken ways. He deserves nothing less. The good doctor's price for choosing this old husk to bestow his attention on.]
[The way he bobs down his cock makes his legs twitch upward, a sweat breaking out over his forehead as he tries his best to keep his composure. His other hand cups the man's cheek, glad to follow along with his movements as his eyes never leave the one staring up at him.]
That's it. Keep going. [Another movement, and his eyelids are fluttering, his throat edging out into a low moan.] Daan.
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[And what a thought that is. He never thought he would deserve to be happy. But Daan, this bastard, makes him have a sliver of terrible hope.]
[He wants to return the favor. Whatever little Daan gives, he'll return hundredfold, in unspoken ways. He deserves nothing less. The good doctor's price for choosing this old husk to bestow his attention on.]
[The way he bobs down his cock makes his legs twitch upward, a sweat breaking out over his forehead as he tries his best to keep his composure. His other hand cups the man's cheek, glad to follow along with his movements as his eyes never leave the one staring up at him.]
That's it. Keep going. [Another movement, and his eyelids are fluttering, his throat edging out into a low moan.] Daan.