[He gets the last button through and opens up Gepard's shirt, revealing all of that lovely skin and muscle. Aeons, Gepard looks good in any light and in anything, and perhaps best with nothing at all. But Sampo leaves the shirt on so that he has a little something to keep him warm, and also a little because there's something kind of hot about having sex with someone half-dressed. It's the best of both worlds-- Gepard in all of his fancy clothes, and also having access to his lovely chest and stomach. Sampo runs his hands down over the good Captain's collarbones, thumbs over those pretty pink nipples until they pebble under his touch.]
Nothing special, he says! Only you would save two dozen men and think it's nothing special.
[Typical Gepard Landau. He's ridiculous and Sampo is going to eat him out about it. To that end, he unbuckles Gepard's belt and tugs his trousers open, and, well, now that he's getting those down, maybe he'll suck him off about it first. It really depends on how hard that cock is when he gets it out. Spoiled for choice either way, really. Either he's getting his mouth on a glorious cock or a glorious ass, it's glorious no matter which one he goes with.]
I bet you have a dozen medals like that sitting in your drawers, gathering dust.
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Date: 2024-10-20 08:05 pm (UTC)Nothing special, he says! Only you would save two dozen men and think it's nothing special.
[Typical Gepard Landau. He's ridiculous and Sampo is going to eat him out about it. To that end, he unbuckles Gepard's belt and tugs his trousers open, and, well, now that he's getting those down, maybe he'll suck him off about it first. It really depends on how hard that cock is when he gets it out. Spoiled for choice either way, really. Either he's getting his mouth on a glorious cock or a glorious ass, it's glorious no matter which one he goes with.]
I bet you have a dozen medals like that sitting in your drawers, gathering dust.