A Musebox for Flying Squids

Well, thank the Fury for small mercies. Estinien's already had enough of this dick to know its loss would be a loss to the whole star. He lets out a soft moan at the tiny nibble, and his hands lose their rhythm for a moment before recapturing it. "Tell me if--if it's done wrong," he whispers, pressing a knee between Gaius's thighs as Gaius had done to him. Gaius will feel the slickness against Estinien's leg of their previous joining.