[Pleasure is written clearly on Hector's face as he is rocked by every thrust of Everett's hips. He doesn't try to hide his face away like he did their first time. Everett likes to see what he's doing to Hector, and Hector can't deny him anything. Not when Everett praises him so freely, gives his body everything it needs so sweetly.
His eyes flit from Everett's broad chest to his face to the tips of his ears. He wants to see all of Everett, but when their eyes meet, he has to look elsewhere before the intensity of it swallows him. Like if he looks too deeply, he'll fall even further.
He's been given permission to speak his master's name, and it becomes a chant on his lips.]
Master Everett, yes, Master Everett, I belong beneath you.
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His eyes flit from Everett's broad chest to his face to the tips of his ears. He wants to see all of Everett, but when their eyes meet, he has to look elsewhere before the intensity of it swallows him. Like if he looks too deeply, he'll fall even further.
He's been given permission to speak his master's name, and it becomes a chant on his lips.]
Master Everett, yes, Master Everett, I belong beneath you.