[ It hurts-- yeah, it hurts in his chest, deep where his heart rests, where he'd buried these emotions down and tried to get rid of them. There wasn't room for feelings like these, for frivolent little acts of teenage passion.
If that's all it was, it wouldn't sting this much, would it?
Riddle cries out at the bite, from a mix of pain and pleasure, his back arching hard. He's practically dripping with pre from his dick as he's thrust into, as he's overtaken by emotion, pain, pleasure.
His hand isn't hard to yank from his face, though it makes it oh so clear the little tears he was trying so desperately to hold back. ]
The idea that we could actually... be together. That felt like a stupid dream that couldn't-- couldn't happen.
[ Riddle huffs, trying desperately to steady his own breathing. ]
You're a distraction. One that was too tempting to get involved wi--... mhh, Floyd...!
[ His words are easily cut off by another cry, his body trembling as he stares up at Floyd with those big wet eyes, with a little apology he probably will never speak. ]
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If that's all it was, it wouldn't sting this much, would it?
Riddle cries out at the bite, from a mix of pain and pleasure, his back arching hard. He's practically dripping with pre from his dick as he's thrust into, as he's overtaken by emotion, pain, pleasure.
His hand isn't hard to yank from his face, though it makes it oh so clear the little tears he was trying so desperately to hold back. ]
The idea that we could actually... be together. That felt like a stupid dream that couldn't-- couldn't happen.
[ Riddle huffs, trying desperately to steady his own breathing. ]
You're a distraction. One that was too tempting to get involved wi--... mhh, Floyd...!
[ His words are easily cut off by another cry, his body trembling as he stares up at Floyd with those big wet eyes, with a little apology he probably will never speak. ]