[That cry that follows pierces through his skull, the memory of it imprinting in his mind in a manner Felix isn't about to forget soon. He stares, wide-eyed as Dimitri comes over himself, arousal twitching in interest as he drinks in the sight. Yet it does not stop a hollow ache from making itself known, wishing that Dimitri filled him with his seed instead of wasting it like that--
His face feels unbearably hot as tears spring to his eyes, totally not due to his frustration of being unable to get rid of this feeling. It really isn't, or so he wants to insist. In defiance, Felix pushes the toy back in, but it feels all useless now, doing nothing to fill the emptiness he feels as his gut longs for something else so close within reach.]
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His face feels unbearably hot as tears spring to his eyes, totally not due to his frustration of being unable to get rid of this feeling. It really isn't, or so he wants to insist. In defiance, Felix pushes the toy back in, but it feels all useless now, doing nothing to fill the emptiness he feels as his gut longs for something else so close within reach.]