Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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Arcelio liked the gentler way Rayson kissed him, than he had just a few days before. He trailed his arms around the other, hugging him close.
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"If I couldn't bring you two with me?" He paused, thinking for a moment, but no more than that. "No. I'd stay with you and Rosario."
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While Rayson turned the water on, Arcelio undressed himself.
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Arcelio moved to fit whatever touches he was receiving; returning the hug and kiss, tilting his head to give Rayson room. "Hm... Do you love me?"
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Arcelio smiled, nodding. "Yes, then."
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Arcelio turned himself around, putting his arms up on the wall underneath his forehead.
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Arcelio bit his lip, arching his spine to curve his ass out. "Mm," he moaned, closing his eyes.
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Arcelio paid no mind to the fact that he'd be visibly love marked. He was more interested in enjoying getting the bruise.
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Arcelio nodded, hurriedly, lustfully just wanting Rayson in him.
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Arcelio let out a quiet, prolonged moan, his lips parted in silent pleasure.
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Arcelio forgot for a moment to be quiet, and let out a cry at his prostate being hit. "F-f---, sorry," he murmured quickly.
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Arcelio nodded weakly, trying as best he could to hold in another sound. He bit his lip, until he just couldn't take it anymore. With every thrust getting harder and hitting his sweet spot with better accuracy, he cried out again, not even bothering with another apology.
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((This poor child he thinks his daddy is getting hurt buuuuuut not quite))
Arcelio was a sweating, panting mess, having already been a bit tired by the time this was happening. Past his own noise, he hardly heard the door opening. He opened hi eyes at the same moment, though, and saw the movement of the door handle. "--Oh, oh s---, Ray-" he complained, swatting at the one behind him. -
(With his kitchen knife)
Arcelio sighed, feeling half-satisfied, and grabbed a towel off of the rack on the wall next to him. "Rosario, we're having sex," he stated, wrapping the towel around his lower half. He had no filter, especially not being around children much. -
(HE'S NOT CHILD-PROOFED YET
He needs little foam inserts on the rough corners of his personality to make him safer like what parents put on tables for babies)
Tying the towel, Arcelio stayed silent, slowly standing up straight. His ass hurt like hell had made a home in it, and he felt like collapsing on the floor. "We... Can talk about that later.."
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