[ there are no regrets that Keaton will dwell on after this, though his thoughts are muddled with the sweet traces of peppermint still on his tongue. and perhaps it's instinct that drives him to let Percival lead them to this incidental and inconspicuous room. the one that looks like some kind of waiting room, couches and chairs and all sorts of things to lie down upon and...
wait. is that what he wants? his arousal has been growing in more than one way this entire time, and it's more than uncomfortable as he's more or less being led by his arousal (also in more than one way).
but once they're truly isolated, Keaton strikes. or rather, he accompanies the man toward the larger of the couches, one that could certainly hold two people laying length-wise with a little... careful positioning. ]
Here. This is good. I like this one.
[ he really can't take it anymore. despite his best efforts and with Percy's hands already there, he tugs his pants down, wiggling the belt loose so that he could finally get rid of one source of tension.
no subject
wait. is that what he wants? his arousal has been growing in more than one way this entire time, and it's more than uncomfortable as he's more or less being led by his arousal (also in more than one way).
but once they're truly isolated, Keaton strikes. or rather, he accompanies the man toward the larger of the couches, one that could certainly hold two people laying length-wise with a little... careful positioning. ]
Here. This is good. I like this one.
[ he really can't take it anymore. despite his best efforts and with Percy's hands already there, he tugs his pants down, wiggling the belt loose so that he could finally get rid of one source of tension.
also his tail(s) can freely hang. incredible. ]