[One of them is captive in this moment, and if the short clip of humid air that cuts between long fangs is indicative of anything, it isn't Leto. Oh, not with a view like that. A filthy little mouth like that worth claiming and thus willing; stained by wine but it's lust that carries through.
The mild tension pushed against his inseam jerks. Threatens to stiffen in a setting that hasn't noticed yet the sort of mischief they're imbibing with their play, but would certainly begin to take offense if he shifted his partner to the floor and started mouthfucking him at ale-height in plain view.
This isn't the damned Flophouse, after all.]
....are you religious, my darling? [Smoothly slides the soft pad of a clawed thumb back around the edge of Leto's lips, dragging slick.]
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The mild tension pushed against his inseam jerks. Threatens to stiffen in a setting that hasn't noticed yet the sort of mischief they're imbibing with their play, but would certainly begin to take offense if he shifted his partner to the floor and started mouthfucking him at ale-height in plain view.
This isn't the damned Flophouse, after all.]
....are you religious, my darling? [Smoothly slides the soft pad of a clawed thumb back around the edge of Leto's lips, dragging slick.]