Matt can barely form the word around the animal panic that lances through him when he catches on, too late, to what Fisk is going to make him do.
It's his third night in Purgatory, and Matt had hoped to spare himself the embarrassment of panicking in front of this man and everyone within earshot again. So he'd been proud of himself for not flinching this time when Fisk had traced his meaty fingers along his jaw, and for simply going with it when Fisk's tongue licked inside his mouth.
Matt had just starting to lose himself in the kiss and the ambient sounds around him, mind wandering in self-preservation, when he was suddenly - but steadily - forced off the mattress (always Matt's!) and onto the cement floor, pressed to his knees between splayed legs.
And now Matt's face is uncomfortably close to Fisk's groin.
"N-no!" The smell is so overwhelming he gags. "Please--!"
So much for not making a fool of himself.
He tries to scramble away, but Fisk is gripping him by the hair.
[3rd Fill] Swallow - 1/?
Matt can barely form the word around the animal panic that lances through him when he catches on, too late, to what Fisk is going to make him do.
It's his third night in Purgatory, and Matt had hoped to spare himself the embarrassment of panicking in front of this man and everyone within earshot again. So he'd been proud of himself for not flinching this time when Fisk had traced his meaty fingers along his jaw, and for simply going with it when Fisk's tongue licked inside his mouth.
Matt had just starting to lose himself in the kiss and the ambient sounds around him, mind wandering in self-preservation, when he was suddenly - but steadily - forced off the mattress (always Matt's!) and onto the cement floor, pressed to his knees between splayed legs.
And now Matt's face is uncomfortably close to Fisk's groin.
"N-no!" The smell is so overwhelming he gags. "Please--!"
So much for not making a fool of himself.
He tries to scramble away, but Fisk is gripping him by the hair.
(oh god i've never written porn, bear with me~)