[Iggy doesn't look. He can sense something is off, but he doesn't look. He closes his eyes and focuses only on what he feels.]
Ah. I. I don't know. I'm not supposed to pick. He said... he said it was up to you.
[He thinks perhaps it's a cruelty, some game between Sullivan and Zephir that he can't begin to comprehend. He just knows that Sullivan's touch soothes his soul even as it sets his body alight.
His cock is hard and leaking already, his ass relaxing, welcoming the intrusion.]
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Ah. I. I don't know. I'm not supposed to pick. He said... he said it was up to you.
[He thinks perhaps it's a cruelty, some game between Sullivan and Zephir that he can't begin to comprehend. He just knows that Sullivan's touch soothes his soul even as it sets his body alight.
His cock is hard and leaking already, his ass relaxing, welcoming the intrusion.]