[Gepard, really, is a natural. It's almost a shame that he's gone this long without being touched, without ever knowing how beautifully he takes to pleasure. But Sampo can't be too upset about it, because he's the first person here and, like he said before, it's kind of an honor. Geppie's given him so many of his firsts-- let Sampo deflower him in all these different ways. Of all the people that he could have picked...]
[Well, he really shouldn't get too sentimental while he's in the middle of such an important task. This is Gepard's inaugural ass eating, he can't get distracted. If he doesn't do a good job, it could color Gepard's opinion of getting eaten out for the rest of his life, and that's a lot of pressure to put on a guy. If his skills are subpar, the good Captain might decide that he's just not that into getting eaten out like a stuffed cream puff, and the whole universe would be the worse for it.]
[Based off of the hand that blindly reaches back and tangles in Sampo's hair, though, he's doing something right. Gepard's legs have these fine tremors in them that Sampo can feel all the way up in his thighs, like he isn't very steady; there might have been a few noises, but considering his position, it's not exactly easy to hear. Sampo can imagine, though. Maybe another time, he can convince Gepard to sit on his face and then he'll have an easier time listening to him-- or he'll die, and, honestly, that's how he'd want to go. Crushed beneath the glorious ass of Gepard Landau.]
[He delves greedily and deep; Sampo's just as good at eating ass as he is at sucking cock. There's a skill to it, because a tongue doesn't have the reach of fingers or a cock, but you can make up for that deficiency with flexibility and enthusiasm. And there's a certain appeal to how filthy it is, especially when he's doing filthy things to a man like Gepard. Curling his tongue in him, feeling the way his body shudders and clenches. Reaching a hand around his hip to loosely cup his cock, giving him something to rut against and relieve a little pressure.]
[Lovely. An absolute joy, a pastime that Sampo could really get used to-- even how it makes him ache, since his hands are too busy to reach down and give himself a little self-service.]
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Date: 2024-12-16 06:54 am (UTC)[Well, he really shouldn't get too sentimental while he's in the middle of such an important task. This is Gepard's inaugural ass eating, he can't get distracted. If he doesn't do a good job, it could color Gepard's opinion of getting eaten out for the rest of his life, and that's a lot of pressure to put on a guy. If his skills are subpar, the good Captain might decide that he's just not that into getting eaten out like a stuffed cream puff, and the whole universe would be the worse for it.]
[Based off of the hand that blindly reaches back and tangles in Sampo's hair, though, he's doing something right. Gepard's legs have these fine tremors in them that Sampo can feel all the way up in his thighs, like he isn't very steady; there might have been a few noises, but considering his position, it's not exactly easy to hear. Sampo can imagine, though. Maybe another time, he can convince Gepard to sit on his face and then he'll have an easier time listening to him-- or he'll die, and, honestly, that's how he'd want to go. Crushed beneath the glorious ass of Gepard Landau.]
[He delves greedily and deep; Sampo's just as good at eating ass as he is at sucking cock. There's a skill to it, because a tongue doesn't have the reach of fingers or a cock, but you can make up for that deficiency with flexibility and enthusiasm. And there's a certain appeal to how filthy it is, especially when he's doing filthy things to a man like Gepard. Curling his tongue in him, feeling the way his body shudders and clenches. Reaching a hand around his hip to loosely cup his cock, giving him something to rut against and relieve a little pressure.]
[Lovely. An absolute joy, a pastime that Sampo could really get used to-- even how it makes him ache, since his hands are too busy to reach down and give himself a little self-service.]