His Master is perfect. That is the mantra that H-13 has been living and breathing by since this all began. He is full of adoration, reverence. He thirsts for approval, to see his Master pleased and happy.
Every sound He makes drives H-13 crazy. The soft vibrations of the moan makes his breath hitch. He gasps when Adam pulls away, ready to ask what he needs, ask where his mouth should go... when he gets the permission he hadn't even really asked for. Ah, his Perfect Master, can read his mind. He nods back, resting his arms against Adam's skin, supporting Him and greedily covering the musculature of His back with his hands.
He holds his Master close as He lowers himself all the day down, feels his length fill Him. It's hot and tight around him and his moan mingles with Adam's. He kisses back as intensely as he can without seeming too forward, lowering his hands to help Adam move, tracing around his curved ass, and thighs.
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Every sound He makes drives H-13 crazy. The soft vibrations of the moan makes his breath hitch. He gasps when Adam pulls away, ready to ask what he needs, ask where his mouth should go... when he gets the permission he hadn't even really asked for. Ah, his Perfect Master, can read his mind. He nods back, resting his arms against Adam's skin, supporting Him and greedily covering the musculature of His back with his hands.
He holds his Master close as He lowers himself all the day down, feels his length fill Him. It's hot and tight around him and his moan mingles with Adam's. He kisses back as intensely as he can without seeming too forward, lowering his hands to help Adam move, tracing around his curved ass, and thighs.