Daniel pulls off with a satisfying noise (at least to his ears), but it's a hell of question to consider in the middle of a blowjob.
It doesn't feel strange at all.
"If you'd let me remember any of it," he says, wrapping his hand around the base of Armand's cock, pumping slowly, "I would have taken about forty-eight hours to freak out, and then I would have come looking for you. You know my level of self-preservation."
It occurs to him that Armand does know, knows how he'd fought that sweet, numbing rest.
"I never got his name," he says, with complete honesty. "We didn't even leave the bar. And there wasn't anyone after you." Again, truth.
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Date: 2024-09-21 04:39 am (UTC)It doesn't feel strange at all.
"If you'd let me remember any of it," he says, wrapping his hand around the base of Armand's cock, pumping slowly, "I would have taken about forty-eight hours to freak out, and then I would have come looking for you. You know my level of self-preservation."
It occurs to him that Armand does know, knows how he'd fought that sweet, numbing rest.
"I never got his name," he says, with complete honesty. "We didn't even leave the bar. And there wasn't anyone after you." Again, truth.