A groan left Seifer at those motions. Not even a single word of protest. That was Bridget for you. The compliance was still surprising. Was this really happening? Bridget's mouth around his dick, his tongue tasting his length. Seifer was only partially hard before, but the sight of Bridget doing this seemingly so willing was quickly taking care of the rest. Somehow the fact that it was Bridget of all people made the feeling of those lips and that tongue only better.
Shit... What had he been expecting? He didn't know, but now that this was really happening he didn't want to stop here. Reaching down his fingers curled in Bridget's hair, almost gentle. Almost.
"You can be more enthusiastic than that." Holding his brother's head in place he shoved in the rest of the way, careless as to how it might affect Bridget. Looking down at that cute face sucking him off was too much; the power trip it afforded only made him want to step things up. "Just how long have you been wanting this?"
Or rather, it was Seifer who'd been wanting this for so long. And now that he had it it was even better than he'd imagined. But really Bridget had had to have felt something all this time. ...Hadn't he? Childish, wishful thinking or not it didn't really matter. Seifer knew all he had to do was say jump and Bridget would ask how high. He had no plans on refraining from abusing that.
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Date: 2016-03-20 03:50 am (UTC)Shit... What had he been expecting? He didn't know, but now that this was really happening he didn't want to stop here. Reaching down his fingers curled in Bridget's hair, almost gentle. Almost.
"You can be more enthusiastic than that." Holding his brother's head in place he shoved in the rest of the way, careless as to how it might affect Bridget. Looking down at that cute face sucking him off was too much; the power trip it afforded only made him want to step things up. "Just how long have you been wanting this?"
Or rather, it was Seifer who'd been wanting this for so long. And now that he had it it was even better than he'd imagined. But really Bridget had had to have felt something all this time. ...Hadn't he? Childish, wishful thinking or not it didn't really matter. Seifer knew all he had to do was say jump and Bridget would ask how high. He had no plans on refraining from abusing that.