[ doppo makes a soft noise, almost guttural in his chest as the heat of his sanguis moon rises -- the desire to dominate, the lack of inhibitions, melting away as desire burns in his veins. he is very beautiful, his sensei, and his fingers run through those long, silken threads briefly before he opens up the lube bottle, smearing some on his fingers before seeking him out underneath, fingers lightly tracing over the tight little rim before slowly, slowly pressing one in.
despite the roar to take him, to claw into him and see how much sensei can take, doppo holds himself back -- after all, this is someone he cares deeply for, and he leans down to nose against his cheek, pressing soft kisses against the side of his mouth. ]
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despite the roar to take him, to claw into him and see how much sensei can take, doppo holds himself back -- after all, this is someone he cares deeply for, and he leans down to nose against his cheek, pressing soft kisses against the side of his mouth. ]
Sensei... I'm sorry --