[Fuck, fuck, fuck. He knows his demands will bring nothing, his refusal to beg only draws things out more. He knows, but he still defaults to denial and obstinacy. Every instinct he has works against him. Wash continues to tease, sucking on the tip of his cock, so long that Pietro gets a pulse of arousal from it, but not long enough to sustain it to the level he needs.
Pietro can't even focus on that, not when Wash still drags the knife over his sensitive inner thigh, fingers pushing and prodding inside him, scraping over raw spots and pressing against crackling nerves. Shit. The flat of the knife runs over his balls, and he squirms again with renewed effort to do... something.]
Shit!
[That exclamation forces itself out of his mouth when Wash bites the sensitive skin of his balls. Pietro can feel the hot itch of tears forming in the corner of his eyes as he gets too overwhelmed with sensations, and it doesn't take long for him to break again. Less than one minute, then his pleas spill forth, sharp and desperate, begging to come again.]
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Pietro can't even focus on that, not when Wash still drags the knife over his sensitive inner thigh, fingers pushing and prodding inside him, scraping over raw spots and pressing against crackling nerves. Shit. The flat of the knife runs over his balls, and he squirms again with renewed effort to do... something.]
Shit!
[That exclamation forces itself out of his mouth when Wash bites the sensitive skin of his balls. Pietro can feel the hot itch of tears forming in the corner of his eyes as he gets too overwhelmed with sensations, and it doesn't take long for him to break again. Less than one minute, then his pleas spill forth, sharp and desperate, begging to come again.]
Please! Please, just let me come!