[He says with a wry smile, amusement even after licking away the blood smeared across Iggy's lips - hands roaming his body, two palms on his thighs and the feeling of more invisible hands stroking up Iggy's body from other angles. He smiles and it's tinged black from his blood, and his eyes seem to be unnaturally hollow as he leans in to kiss Iggy's neck. His hands are dutifully stripping him, like Sully is tending to a gift that needs unwrapping.]
Turn around for me, face the garden.
[Have yourself a nice view of falling snow while he's reaching around to put his hand on your cock, Iggy.]
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[He says with a wry smile, amusement even after licking away the blood smeared across Iggy's lips - hands roaming his body, two palms on his thighs and the feeling of more invisible hands stroking up Iggy's body from other angles. He smiles and it's tinged black from his blood, and his eyes seem to be unnaturally hollow as he leans in to kiss Iggy's neck. His hands are dutifully stripping him, like Sully is tending to a gift that needs unwrapping.]
Turn around for me, face the garden.
[Have yourself a nice view of falling snow while he's reaching around to put his hand on your cock, Iggy.]