he smirked as he could tell how emre felt about this. that just motivated him more, he was practically tongue fucking the soldier now.
he pulled away a few moments βyou like zhat?β he asked quietly.
he's starting to get pretty into this too, his eyelashes fluttering as he shifts his position slightly. it feels so good, having someone as eager as kurt lapping at his hole like this.
"mhh . . . yes, yes . . . ahh, bury it niiiice and deep~"
and kurt will do anything but half ass this. heβs enjoying this way too much, he couldnβt even respond in any way, his tail wrapping around emreβs thigh.
heβs never moving away.
"mm, good boy . . ."
spreading himself nice and wide so his tongue can get right in there. it's been a while since a guy has done this to him, so he's not letting him do a half-assed job.
"come on. clean it, boy."
heβs grinning, as he watched him drop his pants, immediately emerging himself between his cheeks, lapping his tongue, using his cheeks and handles to stay balanced.
"woah, eager, aren't we?"
still, he's not going to play dumb. he knows exactly what he's here for, so . . .
strips off pretty quick, making eye contact every time another piece of clothing comes off until he's naked before him, hands pulling his asscheeks apart.
"go on then."