So many would still jump at the opportunity to bed Joshua, and Clive knows that. Right here, in this brothel, there are bound to be men who would gladly give the last of their possessions for the chance to spend a night with Joshua singing underneath them.
But it's Clive that Joshua is pleading with, Clive that Joshua is responding to so sweetly. The reality of that makes Clive strain in his trousers, greedy and transfixed; his wandering mouth finds the dip of Joshua's neck again, where it meets his smooth shoulder, and his teeth sink in dangerously close to the yet-unbroken patch of skin that would mark Joshua as his forever.
Not yet, he tells himself, though every nerve in his body yearns to bite. He slides down further, catching one pert nipple between his lips, sucking on it gently as he works that thick digit inside his brother's tight, inviting entrance, obliging please with every intention of making Joshua want more.
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Date: 2025-12-22 07:40 am (UTC)But it's Clive that Joshua is pleading with, Clive that Joshua is responding to so sweetly. The reality of that makes Clive strain in his trousers, greedy and transfixed; his wandering mouth finds the dip of Joshua's neck again, where it meets his smooth shoulder, and his teeth sink in dangerously close to the yet-unbroken patch of skin that would mark Joshua as his forever.
Not yet, he tells himself, though every nerve in his body yearns to bite. He slides down further, catching one pert nipple between his lips, sucking on it gently as he works that thick digit inside his brother's tight, inviting entrance, obliging please with every intention of making Joshua want more.
"So warm," he hums. "Relax for me, Joshua."