[ He almost mentions the conundrum over a safeword, almost fully conceptualizes that it's likely a bad idea to have a (potentially insane) near-stranger strangle him, but-- He sucks in a deep breath as Wade's hand grasps his throat. It's already happening. He has no good sense left, only sensation.
It's not a very long climb after that. He tries to focus, for a moment, on properly inserting his tail, on finding the right angle. Kurt's verbal noises are diminished, his held breath disappearing in choked huff as he tenses, trembling, spots creeping into the edge of his vision, the brain panic and the rush of chemicals that comes with it... He reaches up to slap hurriedly at Wade's forearm, then he comes.
It's intense, his eyes roll upward for a moment as he squirms, ejaculate streaking the mat below them, catching on his belly and his torn clothes. He sucks in a breath when he's allowed, exhaling something between a sob and a scream. He slumps forward onto this elbows, pushing his ass back, tail continuing to prod and press. ]
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It's not a very long climb after that. He tries to focus, for a moment, on properly inserting his tail, on finding the right angle. Kurt's verbal noises are diminished, his held breath disappearing in choked huff as he tenses, trembling, spots creeping into the edge of his vision, the brain panic and the rush of chemicals that comes with it... He reaches up to slap hurriedly at Wade's forearm, then he comes.
It's intense, his eyes roll upward for a moment as he squirms, ejaculate streaking the mat below them, catching on his belly and his torn clothes. He sucks in a breath when he's allowed, exhaling something between a sob and a scream. He slumps forward onto this elbows, pushing his ass back, tail continuing to prod and press. ]