Damien had smeared himself and Elyric with his cum, and now Elyric was licking it off his body.
Eventually, Elyric dipped his finger into his own cum and offered it to Damien.
Without hesitation, Damien took it into his mouth and sucked on Elyric's finger.
Elyric giggled.
For the first time, he saw Elyric smile, and it was the cutest thing he'd ever seen.
Damien was falling hard.
He figured it was safe now, so he untied the ropes that were binding the boy's ankles. The red marks marred the delicate skin where the ropes had been. Elyon had really gone at him.
Elyric sat down with a thud, facing Damien. His penis was already soft.
"I'll forgive you this time," Elyric declared, his voice trembling slightly.
Damien had no idea what "this" was, but it seemed like he was being pardoned. "If you beg me really nicely, maybe I'll do it again with you next year," Elyric said while puffing out his chest.
Damien grinned.
