his smile GROWS, rudiger pulls closer & closer. lips eagerly chase tucker’s, meeting them in a more DESPERATE CONTACT than he’d thought. there’s a hum against lips, bloody, tasty. his boy. his boy. HIS BOY.
eyes shut, kissing back. it stings A LOT but tucker doesn’t mind. he’s practically over it already. such a volatile, unpredictable boy. such a weak - willed one. ❛ daddy … luh ya. ❜ he hums into rudi’s mouth, sneaking wet thighs around his waist.