He tenses, but all that does is make him clench down around the hard cock
rocking inside him. His thighs are spread wide, keeping him open and
vulnerable, and he's so hard he's leaking down onto his stomach.
"D-don't, ah, ah...!"
The thing is-- He knows that it isn't an empty threat. Crane's done it
before; got some sort of perverse pleasure out of wringing wanton pleas and
orgasms from Nightwing even as he wept and shook in terror.
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