The Medicine Seller chuckled breathlessly, head tilting back to give Arthur his throat. While he healed faster than the average human, he certainly didn't heal at the rate Arthur did. He was going to be a mess in the morning.
He was already a mess now; cheeks flushed with arousal, his lean body bare save for the hanten clinging to his arms for dear life and the trail of bruises, bites and hickeys Arthur had left on his pale skin, his ash blonde hair fanned out wildly under him. Arthur would likely get exactly what he wanted; the Medicine Seller looked like his impeccable self-control was hanging by a thread.
"Not mmn quite what I meant," he panted, rolling his hips upwards, driving his drooling cock as deep as it would go, as his fingers smeared slick pre over Arthur's shaft. The steadying hand on his hip roamed upwards to tangle in Arthur's hair, fingers buried in his scalp as he uttered sweet words of encouragement like harder and just like that.
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He was already a mess now; cheeks flushed with arousal, his lean body bare save for the hanten clinging to his arms for dear life and the trail of bruises, bites and hickeys Arthur had left on his pale skin, his ash blonde hair fanned out wildly under him. Arthur would likely get exactly what he wanted; the Medicine Seller looked like his impeccable self-control was hanging by a thread.
"Not mmn quite what I meant," he panted, rolling his hips upwards, driving his drooling cock as deep as it would go, as his fingers smeared slick pre over Arthur's shaft. The steadying hand on his hip roamed upwards to tangle in Arthur's hair, fingers buried in his scalp as he uttered sweet words of encouragement like harder and just like that.