<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin 3rd Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Saturday, September 30th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>One-Eyed Witch Passage<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Conversational. Trade.<br/><strong>THEME:</strong>Oh oh ohh what are you waiting for! Take a bite of my heart tonight! (https://youtu.be/chJgaksG4sg)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Jaxon Smith!</em><br/><hr/><br/>Lyre's back arched as he laughed lowly at the ground, "Yes, this time, go unh all out."<br/><br/>With each thrust, each ballslap, he appreciated Jaxon more.<em>This guy... is special, no wonder he's got magic in his blood.</em><br/>He twisted and squirmed unhurriedly, reluctant to move his hips out of his hands, not that he was able to anyway.<br/>Jaxon was actually strong, despite being shorter than Lyre, and he could tell that his punches would slam like steel.<br/>He would avoid making him angry, but it was tempting if one day, he would bait him into another round of furious sex.<br/><br/>Just like this. But another time, another place. Now, it was getting drier.<br/><br/>Jaxon declared he was close, and indeed Lyre felt it, the cock, each time it rammed in was up a hotter degree than before.<br/>It was even harder, about to explode, and it was simultaneous both groins burned. He pushed his ass back, sat on Jax's pelvis,<br/>and his tingling cock without warning came. He must've ejaculated a dozen times, shooting a load all over his expensive suit.<br/>Inside him, he felt the same, a hyperactivity of hot liquid shooting and hitting the inner edges. He sat on him, trembling.<br/>He rose on his flat palms, hunched shoulders. Head bowed, eyes shut, Lyre relished this feeling; being used and destroyed.<br/><br/>His ass seemed to cry harder than he did.<em>I'd marry this man if he'd attack me at home like this every week...</em><br/><br/>Alternating from deep inhales and sighs, Lyre looked over, kissing his shoulder as a sign of vulnerability. He wanted to kiss him.<br/>Lyre Savage certainly felt like a different person now, feeling a lot better, perhaps much more himself. "That was the best fuck I ever had..."<br/><br/>He groaned teasingly, "Got to bring you more gifts next time."<br/><br/><hr/>