08-06-2019, 05:30 AM
[CW: completely unnecessary sexual description.]
Content to think he got the last word, Zechariah stormed off with an eyeroll that would have made even his sixteen-year-old self groan in embarrassment.
He looked over with a glare when he heard movement, only for his eyes to land on less fabric than a Michelangelo painting. His brow furrowed, gaze dropping to the half-drowned man’s crotch.
It was as though he gazed into a pouched abyss, and the slit gazed unerringly back.
He stepped in beside Crane, as though it would take two men to handle any trouble that one exposed circumcised cock might bring.
Angry and newly sanctified in his self-imposed abstinence, his temper only flared as Uriel caught up for one last sentence at him. He gestured widely in a silent taunt at his brother, and accidentally elbowed Crane in the process.
Content to think he got the last word, Zechariah stormed off with an eyeroll that would have made even his sixteen-year-old self groan in embarrassment.
He looked over with a glare when he heard movement, only for his eyes to land on less fabric than a Michelangelo painting. His brow furrowed, gaze dropping to the half-drowned man’s crotch.
It was as though he gazed into a pouched abyss, and the slit gazed unerringly back.
He stepped in beside Crane, as though it would take two men to handle any trouble that one exposed circumcised cock might bring.
Angry and newly sanctified in his self-imposed abstinence, his temper only flared as Uriel caught up for one last sentence at him. He gestured widely in a silent taunt at his brother, and accidentally elbowed Crane in the process.
