Tag: CBT

Kylo is sprawled across the foot of Hux’s bed. The mattress pressing the cage in hard enough he can feel bruises blooming on his skin. He doesn’t care. The small vibe pressed harshly against his prostate is quiet, a hum in the hot air, driving tears from his eyes even as he feels the wet pulse of come forced from him. He doesn’t care. Hux is pacing softly, cock soft, wet against his thigh as he tells Kylo what happened on his trip, while waiting for round three. Hux is the only thing he hears.

I know who you are, Anon, and I saw what you did.