[At the description of that magic cross, Pietro squirms for a different reason, bringing his thighs together, imagining how it might feel. Fuck. He likes pain, but that... No. He twitches again at that flick of the ring, huffing like he's annoyed about it, but he can't hold back the immediate response from his body, the shiver of his abdominal muscles and the hardening of his nipple betraying him.]
It would be for sensation...
[He brings one hand down to his cock, clearly no embarrassment with rubbing himself idly through the fabric of his pants.]
But I have very nice cock. I think maybe I keep it that way.
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It would be for sensation...
[He brings one hand down to his cock, clearly no embarrassment with rubbing himself idly through the fabric of his pants.]
But I have very nice cock. I think maybe I keep it that way.