[Billy's breath catches at that particular touch, and he can't help arching into it, eyes clenching shut. The feel of those grazing claws on his skin, where he's most sensitive, so careful but at the same time firm and strong and big-
Oh god. He's really not going to last like this. He tries not to tremble as he lubes up a few fingers and gets to work prepping his body for what's to come. This process is slow and gradual, moreso than usual, but Teddy has the right idea for making it interesting, that's for sure. His hips are already moving, seeking more of that delightfully unique touch, and the movement is easing any tension he had left due to his own nervousness. This is going to be good. This is going to be great. And nothing is going to convince him otherwise.]
Hrnnnngh... god, you're so... nnn... textured. I kinda forgot...
[action, february 23rd]
Oh god. He's really not going to last like this. He tries not to tremble as he lubes up a few fingers and gets to work prepping his body for what's to come. This process is slow and gradual, moreso than usual, but Teddy has the right idea for making it interesting, that's for sure. His hips are already moving, seeking more of that delightfully unique touch, and the movement is easing any tension he had left due to his own nervousness. This is going to be good. This is going to be great. And nothing is going to convince him otherwise.]
Hrnnnngh... god, you're so... nnn... textured. I kinda forgot...