voices-in-the-dark:
emptynarration:
Markus clung to Dark, squeezing tightly around him. He felt so good, and he loved this so much. He was really glad Dark enjoyed himself like this too, that he got pleasure from this too.
“Will you fill me again?”, he asked, almost breathless. “Please sir, wanna be so full..”, he murmured, kissing Dark again and again, hungrily.
“O-of course I will, fuck, anything you want my precious.” He moaned between kisses, changing the angle of the vibrations and rutting his hips forward, rubbing against Markus’s sweet spot.
He licked over his skin again, lapping at his neck and shoulders and over his chest before diving back up to kiss him breathless.
Markus gasped and moaned as Dark thrust into him, clinging to him and breathing heavily. Moaning as he felt Dark’s tongue again, feeling him lap at his neck. He kissed him back just as desperate, squeezing tightly around him.
“Sir, need you, please, please fill me with your seed, sir-”, he begged, as he loved to do. He liked begging for Dark, asking to be filled.