The way the semen leaks out makes him feel like a mess, wet and debauched. He leans heavily on Ba'al, panting for breath. Can't believe what just happened. Starting to come to the uncomfortable realization that all of this is going to have to come back out of him, and that Ba'al will take just as much pleasure wrecking Sinjir that way as he did this.
Sinjir lets out a little groan. "You can't wait for a time," he says, "when I'm not a complete wreck?" He keeps trying to tighten his entrance closed, but can't quite over the mass of spheres tight inside him.
He reaches up to Ba'al's hand, for all the world seeming only like he's steadying himself -- and then he twists, lightning fast, breaking two fingers at once.
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Date: 2016-03-22 01:35 am (UTC)Sinjir lets out a little groan. "You can't wait for a time," he says, "when I'm not a complete wreck?" He keeps trying to tighten his entrance closed, but can't quite over the mass of spheres tight inside him.
He reaches up to Ba'al's hand, for all the world seeming only like he's steadying himself -- and then he twists, lightning fast, breaking two fingers at once.