[Greedy men are greedy, McGillis relentlessly so; while that ragged warning might have thrown some into a panic, the telltale rumble of a chuckle would suggest McGillis has no such qualms. If anything, he rides the high along with him, buoyed by a building enthusiasm. Bolstered by his own, drawing Jeremiah into that bottomless den of debauchery. And somehow he finds a way to make it worse, right at the very end, because leave it to the good general to get what he wants—even at someone else's expense. Even if it was cruel and downright sadistic.
Deliberately slow, McGillis drags out his tongue and drags out Jeremiah. Pressing that reddened cheek flush to his cock, he makes a sloppy mess of all that precome and makes damn sure that Jeremiah will look at nothing and no one else but that smirking, sneering face. Like staring into the jaws of a snake, poised to deliver the final blow. Curling inward, prepared to strike.
And it was going to hurt so, so good.]
Go on, then.
[He leans into that tight hold, encourages an even tighter one. And dares him, right at the very end.]
All over my face, since you were thinking of it.
[...there's just no cure for that relentless brand of audacity.]
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Deliberately slow, McGillis drags out his tongue and drags out Jeremiah. Pressing that reddened cheek flush to his cock, he makes a sloppy mess of all that precome and makes damn sure that Jeremiah will look at nothing and no one else but that smirking, sneering face. Like staring into the jaws of a snake, poised to deliver the final blow. Curling inward, prepared to strike.
And it was going to hurt so, so good.]
Go on, then.
[He leans into that tight hold, encourages an even tighter one. And dares him, right at the very end.]
All over my face, since you were thinking of it.
[...there's just no cure for that relentless brand of audacity.]