[ Gorgug listens, but he knows not to expect much so soon. Fabian is stubborn, but Gorgug hasn't given him a lot to get him going just yet. That's alright; despite the certain threat posed before if Fabian didn't behave, Gorgug is careful as he massages a finger in, giving Fabian the time to relax his inner muscles, and for his body to accept him. One digit pushing in up to the first knuckle, teasing at the entrance, and then slowly pressing in to the next. For the headspace that he's in, watching his finger slip inside Fabian and move in and out is a test in patience, or just a taunting reminder to his own dick about where it could be.
But that's not happening anytime soon. He needs to do what he said he would to Fabian, even if kept out the part where he wanted to see just how overstimulated he could get him just by fingering his ass.
Another finger goes in. Both pressed together, slow and carefully; waiting on Fabian's muscles to once again relax to the wide presence before pushing in, the lube allowing them to delve in deeper. He's not focused on finding the supposed spot immediately, but Gorgug wonders how hard it will be to find, hoping it wasn't some made up bullshit that he doesn't even remember where he heard about it.
Not that grabbing Fabian at the hips and just fucking him is off the table. Gorgug lets his gaze wander up the clothed back he should've told Fabian to uncover, seeking to glimpse a face he knows he can't; turns his gaze back down to his exposed ass and legs, pushing his fingers in deeper, letting the pads of them rub against the soft, hot flesh inside.
Seeking for the bundle of nerves, the right spot--and the sign that he's found it, if he doesn't notice it by feeling first. ]
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But that's not happening anytime soon. He needs to do what he said he would to Fabian, even if kept out the part where he wanted to see just how overstimulated he could get him just by fingering his ass.
Another finger goes in. Both pressed together, slow and carefully; waiting on Fabian's muscles to once again relax to the wide presence before pushing in, the lube allowing them to delve in deeper. He's not focused on finding the supposed spot immediately, but Gorgug wonders how hard it will be to find, hoping it wasn't some made up bullshit that he doesn't even remember where he heard about it.
Not that grabbing Fabian at the hips and just fucking him is off the table. Gorgug lets his gaze wander up the clothed back he should've told Fabian to uncover, seeking to glimpse a face he knows he can't; turns his gaze back down to his exposed ass and legs, pushing his fingers in deeper, letting the pads of them rub against the soft, hot flesh inside.
Seeking for the bundle of nerves, the right spot--and the sign that he's found it, if he doesn't notice it by feeling first. ]