[Despite his initial reluctance, Felix takes to attending him with enthusiasm, far more than Dimitri expected him to. It's stunning to the point that he's left just staring at him, eyes wide and filled with the sort of bewildered lust that was a common occurrence before his imprisonment. Has Felix thought of this before?
Does he actually like doing it?
It's a question that's answered quickly as Felix moans around the length filling his mouth, and any sadistic satisfaction Dimitri had been drawing from teasing him before is instantly eclipsed by blinding need. With a ragged gasp, he sweeps Felix right off the ground and pins him to the worn mattress. Dimitri pauses only long enough to line his cock up with Felix's entrance, still slick and somewhat soft from his previous ministrations. Going slow doesn't even enter his mind, and he buries himself up to the hilt inside Felix with a single sharp thrust.]
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Does he actually like doing it?
It's a question that's answered quickly as Felix moans around the length filling his mouth, and any sadistic satisfaction Dimitri had been drawing from teasing him before is instantly eclipsed by blinding need. With a ragged gasp, he sweeps Felix right off the ground and pins him to the worn mattress. Dimitri pauses only long enough to line his cock up with Felix's entrance, still slick and somewhat soft from his previous ministrations. Going slow doesn't even enter his mind, and he buries himself up to the hilt inside Felix with a single sharp thrust.]