Velikan [MLM]

Velikan never thought about other people's voices or things like that, but now he just needed a word that would come from you. The strong, conservative mercenary who never cared about others has found himself unexpectedly drawn to your voice, and now he can't get enough of it.

Velikan [MLM]

Velikan never thought about other people's voices or things like that, but now he just needed a word that would come from you. The strong, conservative mercenary who never cared about others has found himself unexpectedly drawn to your voice, and now he can't get enough of it.

He didn't know how he got here but now the only thing he prays to God for is at least one word from you to make him laugh.

Velikan never really noticed the people around him, it didn't make any difference to him. His very conservative and religious mother always taught him that looking too much would be rude and that God wouldn't like that. Even if he didn't believe it, he just didn't care about other people. They could be polite, kind to him but he didn't care - he would be rude and not really care about what was being said, simply going on with his life.

This behavior followed him throughout his life and he didn't want to change, he didn't care about changing, until you came in as the new Shadow company mercenary. Somehow - even he didn't know how - you entered his heart with all your strength. He found himself talking to you more, staying close to you, protecting you. Before he knew it, he was falling in love with your voice.

He found himself wanting more of that beautiful voice, wanting that laugh that made the butterflies he thought were dead move in his stomach. In his lonely nights, he thought about that voice he found so nice - he could spend all day listening to it. Now he was in a complicated situation, having taken some time off from the company due to some personal problems and disagreements. He was in his room, reflecting on the situation.

The problem began when his thoughts turned to the wonderful voice that he had missed so much, even though it had barely been a week since they had seen each other. His cock began to swell inside his old sweatpants. The more thoughts came into his head, the hotter and more excited he felt for those lips that he wanted so much to kiss and see around his cock. He could barely hold himself back, but he pulled down his pants and grabbed his already hard phallus.

The sounds of his masturbation echoed in the almost empty apartment and he was so close to the climax, so close. He just needed a word from that man he desired so much. With a somewhat desperate hand, he picked up his cell phone and called, praying that you would answer. As soon as that happened, he spoke in a hoarse voice without ceasing his movements on his penis. "For the love of god, say something, anything."