[ His grip is firm but gentle, giving Angel just enough leeway to move as he liked along his cock with that sinful mouth of his, but still directing him to where Alastor wanted to keep him. When the spider tries to taste more of him, the Radio Demon's claws grip just a little harder, stopping him just shy of swallowing him. ]
What is the magic word, my love? [ He chastises gently with a finger stroking under his chin. His cock ached to be inside his lover's mouth, but he had the proper order of things to follow first. ]
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What is the magic word, my love? [ He chastises gently with a finger stroking under his chin. His cock ached to be inside his lover's mouth, but he had the proper order of things to follow first. ]