Kurt Wagner + Kinks
Subbing/Praise Kink
You had Kurt’s wrists locked together in one hand while your other one slowly stroked his cock. His eyes were closed and whimpers kept escaping his thoroughly kissed lips as you sucked in his collar bone. “That’s a good boy Kurt,” you purred, fist tightening around him, he arched his back, moaning, “A very good boy.”
Edging
He was drenched in sweat and his legs were trembling. You kept teasing him, always getting him close but never actually getting him there, over the edge. You were on your knees, his throbbing hard penis in your mouth. The dark blue tip touched the back of your throat when you felt his balls tightening for the third time that night. You took him out of your mouth, an almost malicious smirk playing at the ends of your lips. “Please,” he begged holding onto the wall behind him, he could barely hold himself up anymore, “Please let me cum.”