#gray vc: lemme have one of your shirts so i can masturbate tonight to the scent of it :3c

[dcwnrisen-aa]

❛  if you keep looking at me like that i don’t think i’ll be able to control myself any longer.  ❜

hunger is alight in golden gaze as it trails over saint as though witness the ultimate feast after being starved for months on end. grayson could hardly deny himself the need to look upon the other man, it was so easy to get lost in his entirety and know that that ruby gaze would stay to him always. lounging back against the window pane, he tips his head back, watching him from beneath the veil of thick lashes, teeth sinking into plush bottom lip before daring to meet his gaze.

❝ ━ yeah ? how do i look at you? like i could take a bite of you and still be famished ? like i'd used my mouth in the most creative ways ? ❞ grayson trails off, shoulders rising and falling. fingers ascend to push juniper streaked blond tresses out of his face, a fox like grin dimpling his cheeks, ❝ ━ such a shame that you're controlling yourself. i've not tried to bother. there's a plethora of things i'd love for you to do, but if you're too scared...❞ he stretches his arms over his head with a filthy groan, tummy exposed with the rising of his shirt, ❝ ━ there's no leash holding ya back, pretty boy.❞ / @villain-he