[His fingers thread into the hair at the nape of his neck, blunt claws scratching lightly over skin and scalp, holding him briefly there as he burrows his nose into his neck fur, not saying anything for once. Except a quiet, offended, "Hey...!" when he calls him "easy." He hears that implication, bro, he hears it.
He shudders noticeably as Dirk begins to stroke him, leaning heavily against his chest, fingers tightening in his hair as his body melts. The glove is dry, but his cock is moist, but it's a soft, well-used leather so it's not as terrible as it could be--really, in its own way, it's erotic and Nadir is growing quite a fetish for it, his enjoyment only growing further as he watches his hand move through half-lidded eyes. His lips part, starting to pant softly as more blood rushes to his cock, balls twitching with want.]
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He shudders noticeably as Dirk begins to stroke him, leaning heavily against his chest, fingers tightening in his hair as his body melts. The glove is dry, but his cock is moist, but it's a soft, well-used leather so it's not as terrible as it could be--really, in its own way, it's erotic and Nadir is growing quite a fetish for it, his enjoyment only growing further as he watches his hand move through half-lidded eyes. His lips part, starting to pant softly as more blood rushes to his cock, balls twitching with want.]
Th-thanks...