[ yes, the luxury of having a face, a name, a voice. but Eddie isn't remotely peeved about not having any of those important details, eager to wait on getting them in due time.
he really is in deep, the only guess he'd had as to what this reward might be having been just getting to go faster, to be allowed to come. because he's assumed he's supposed to wait, deducing from the other orders, so he groans aloud when he receives the photo, not expecting it. there's been a shroud over so much already, his mind reels from the uptick in sensations over seeing that cock.
there aren't identifiable markers, but again, not really what he's after. Eddie isn't searching, hasn't been pressing to be sly or coy or a wiseass for a good amount of minutes now. he's caught up in the back and forth, the pulls and shoves mingling with gentle encouragement and praise.
the guy is clearly strong, muscular and fit, and he's imagining what it'll feel like to have that thick cock driving into him when he finally goes back to read the words of the text, panting out in continuing relief because fuck he's not far off from coming at all.
naturally, there's no reply for a couple of minutes, long enough to start jerking his cock precisely in the manner he'd wanted to from the beginning, steady and quick strokes, knowing how to perfectly drive himself to climax quickly. given the permission to do so, it's what he needs, has to have. there's a loud guttural cry when come spurts out, shooting up high onto his shirt, streaming on his belly, fingers coating in the milky threads.
heaven forbid Juliette is anywhere nearby and hears him come, it's so loud.
his head throws back against the back of the chair, sighing and panting out through his release, lips pressing together, slick and smooth as he swallows, breathing out an 'ooo' of a huff from the entire endeavour.
and because it just seems like the right call, the proper thing to do, he thinks ahead, picks his device back up to angle down from just under his chin, showing the mess he's made, come-covered fingers still wrapped around his still somewhat hard cock.
that's it, he doesn't have any words to text, it's just the photo. ]
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he really is in deep, the only guess he'd had as to what this reward might be having been just getting to go faster, to be allowed to come. because he's assumed he's supposed to wait, deducing from the other orders, so he groans aloud when he receives the photo, not expecting it. there's been a shroud over so much already, his mind reels from the uptick in sensations over seeing that cock.
there aren't identifiable markers, but again, not really what he's after. Eddie isn't searching, hasn't been pressing to be sly or coy or a wiseass for a good amount of minutes now. he's caught up in the back and forth, the pulls and shoves mingling with gentle encouragement and praise.
the guy is clearly strong, muscular and fit, and he's imagining what it'll feel like to have that thick cock driving into him when he finally goes back to read the words of the text, panting out in continuing relief because fuck he's not far off from coming at all.
naturally, there's no reply for a couple of minutes, long enough to start jerking his cock precisely in the manner he'd wanted to from the beginning, steady and quick strokes, knowing how to perfectly drive himself to climax quickly. given the permission to do so, it's what he needs, has to have. there's a loud guttural cry when come spurts out, shooting up high onto his shirt, streaming on his belly, fingers coating in the milky threads.
heaven forbid Juliette is anywhere nearby and hears him come, it's so loud.
his head throws back against the back of the chair, sighing and panting out through his release, lips pressing together, slick and smooth as he swallows, breathing out an 'ooo' of a huff from the entire endeavour.
and because it just seems like the right call, the proper thing to do, he thinks ahead, picks his device back up to angle down from just under his chin, showing the mess he's made, come-covered fingers still wrapped around his still somewhat hard cock.
that's it, he doesn't have any words to text, it's just the photo. ]