[Pietro inhales audibly as Wash slides the blade slightly over his neck. He feels the tiny prick of it dragging on forever, and his cock twitches. He makes a small frustrated noise at himself, and his reply is more snappish than the mocking he tries for.]
I know. I am irresistible. Established fact.
[He whines softly as Wash pulls his cock out, involuntarily clenching around it and shifting uncomfortably as sparks of arousal get set off again. Pietro braces himself against the wall and unhooks his legs from around Wash's waist. They're stiff and tingly from being there so long, and once his feet are on the ground, he keeps one hand on the bricks, leaning into it, until they stop shaking. It only takes a couple of seconds, but it feels like minutes to him, long enough to annoy him. Slipping out from between Wash and the wall quickly in a blur of blue and white, Pietro finds his discarded pants, and has them pulled up and buttoned, fiddling with the belt before he even turns to looks at Wash again, less than half a second later.]
Are we going, old man, or have you changed your mind?
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I know. I am irresistible. Established fact.
[He whines softly as Wash pulls his cock out, involuntarily clenching around it and shifting uncomfortably as sparks of arousal get set off again. Pietro braces himself against the wall and unhooks his legs from around Wash's waist. They're stiff and tingly from being there so long, and once his feet are on the ground, he keeps one hand on the bricks, leaning into it, until they stop shaking. It only takes a couple of seconds, but it feels like minutes to him, long enough to annoy him. Slipping out from between Wash and the wall quickly in a blur of blue and white, Pietro finds his discarded pants, and has them pulled up and buttoned, fiddling with the belt before he even turns to looks at Wash again, less than half a second later.]
Are we going, old man, or have you changed your mind?