[Things are quiet for a time. Certainly compared to moments before, as McGillis stares calmly back at Jeremiah—as if he hadn't just enjoyed a mouth and a face full of cock.
And when he speaks up again, it is with that same smoothness. That same deliberate purr, the same clever roll of his tongue from their first meeting on the beach. As if he wasn't a disgusting mess, as if he had no shame or no pride at all. Or maybe he did have some pride, the pride of utterly pleasing a man and driving him towards inevitable ruin.
And of course he will smile, because McGillis knows nothing else.]
You will move your monstrosity, as agreed.
[Such a beautiful order from beautiful lips. And of course he will go on:]
Then you will carry on with your day and forget this ever happened.
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And when he speaks up again, it is with that same smoothness. That same deliberate purr, the same clever roll of his tongue from their first meeting on the beach. As if he wasn't a disgusting mess, as if he had no shame or no pride at all. Or maybe he did have some pride, the pride of utterly pleasing a man and driving him towards inevitable ruin.
And of course he will smile, because McGillis knows nothing else.]
You will move your monstrosity, as agreed.
[Such a beautiful order from beautiful lips. And of course he will go on:]
Then you will carry on with your day and forget this ever happened.
[But of course you won't.]