[It returns that kiss almost smugly, gleeful, thoroughly enjoying the reaction it was able to get out of him. Teeth are dragged over his lip, lightly, as it reaches down between their bodies, skimming slick fingertips over his entrance-- lightly pressing a fingertip in, just a bit more teasing, a bit more preparation.
After all, it doesn't know he can't feel pain.
And then it moves its hand to its own length, and lines itself up with that slick entrance... and slowly, slowly eases its hips forward, pressing into him with a warm, low sound in its throat.]
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After all, it doesn't know he can't feel pain.
And then it moves its hand to its own length, and lines itself up with that slick entrance... and slowly, slowly eases its hips forward, pressing into him with a warm, low sound in its throat.]
Ah...