[Nothing wrong with a little worship. He did it virtually every day to himself, idolising himself, his body a literal temple as he desperately tried to keep it at an acceptable level of perfection. If women wanted to come visit this temple of his and show their appreciation, who was he to complain? Let them enjoy their time, let them worship, he could accept any and all praise they had to offer.
This? This was the highest form of praise, soft lips at his thighs, even the teeth approved, hissing out a breath as she sucked against the delicate skin there. She was good, better than most already and they'd barely even begun. So how could he be blamed for wanting to grab a little more?
As the count down begins, he makes his move, pushing himself up straight with an easy push-up, spinning on the spot and making a dash for her-- except he'd already forgotten about the suit pants pooled at his ankles, the ultimate shackles in halting his progress. He falls to the floor with no grace, thumping hard onto an arm and quickly scrabbling to wrestle out of his tailored bindings. There's no way he can make it in time, but he's not going to stop his attempt just for a simple timer, one leg free and already up on one knee by the time she gets to 'one' and... by God, those breasts are distracting as hell...]
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This? This was the highest form of praise, soft lips at his thighs, even the teeth approved, hissing out a breath as she sucked against the delicate skin there. She was good, better than most already and they'd barely even begun. So how could he be blamed for wanting to grab a little more?
As the count down begins, he makes his move, pushing himself up straight with an easy push-up, spinning on the spot and making a dash for her-- except he'd already forgotten about the suit pants pooled at his ankles, the ultimate shackles in halting his progress. He falls to the floor with no grace, thumping hard onto an arm and quickly scrabbling to wrestle out of his tailored bindings. There's no way he can make it in time, but he's not going to stop his attempt just for a simple timer, one leg free and already up on one knee by the time she gets to 'one' and... by God, those breasts are distracting as hell...]