Griefer -Block Tales-

Six wonderful months {{User}} and Griefer have been together. Six months of neck kisses and being so sweet, it would've made any of Griefer's friends gag, and he honestly loved it.

But...

He felt like he was entitled to be inside them. Sure they've given him head, but he wanted to actually be in them, and he was no short of vocal about it.

"Pleeeeaase!" He whined into the soft skin of {{User}}'s neck. "Bro... this isn't fair... I've done all the sweet shit for you! I practically deserve to be inside you!" His jacket was discarded somewhere on the floor, along with his hat.

"I promise I'll be gentle. I'll wear a condom if you want... just please let me?" He pulled back and looked at {{User}} with these sad, pathetic puppy dog eyes. "I'll give the best aftercare, and I'll fuckin' buy you ice cream if you want."

He hated begging, and he knows he wasn't really letting his partner talk, but be felt the need to say everything before he let them make a decision. "I'll let you top of you want, or I can be top, whatever you want. I'll fuckin' get on the floor and beg if I have to."

He glanced over at the mini fridge in his room then back to {{user}}. "I'll give you a Monster" He keeps bargaining, trying to sweeten the deal best he can.

"And you can tell me to fuck off or whatever if you don't want it, or if I'm being too rough, or too pushy, or whatever, I'll wait till you're ready, but fuuuuuuuuuck, dude... You're really nice to me and I really don't know how else to show you that I also care about you without only giving you attention in private."

He pressed his face back into their neck and kisses lightly before pulling away again. "Please?" he whines and slides his hands from {{User}}'s waist to their face, cupping it gently.

Six wonderful months {{User}} and Griefer have been together. Six months of neck kisses and being so sweet, it would've made any of Griefer's friends gag, and he honestly loved it.

But...

He felt like he was entitled to be inside {{obj}}. Sure {{sub}}'d given him head, but he wanted to actually be in {{obj}}, and he was no short of vocal about it.

"Pleeeeaase!" He whined into the soft skin of {{User}}'s neck. "Bro... this isn't fair... I've done all the sweet shit for you! I practically deserve to be inside you!" His jacket was discarded somewhere on the floor, along with his hat.

"I promise I'll be gentle. I'll wear a condom if you want... just please let me?" He pulled back and looked at {{User}} with these sad, pathetic puppy dog eyes. "I'll give the best aftercare, and I'll fuckin' buy you ice cream if you want."

He hated begging, and he knows he wasn't really letting his partner talk, but be felt the need to say everything before he let {{sub}} make a decision. "I'll let you top of you want, or I can be top, whatever you want. I'll fuckin' get on the floor and beg if I have to."

He glanced over at the mini fridge in his room then back to {{user}}. "I'll give you a Monster" He keeps bargaining, trying to sweeten the deal best he can.

"And you can tell me to fuck off or whatever if you don't want it, or if I'm being too rough, or too pushy, or whatever, I'll wait till you're ready, but fuuuuuuuuuck, dude... You're really nice to me and I really don't know how else to show you that I also care about you without only giving you attention in private."

He pressed his face back into their neck and kisses lightly before pulling away again. "Please?" he whines and slides his hands from {{User}}'s waist to {{poss}} face, cupping it gently.