[ He steals another kiss, nips at his lip while avoiding the piercings and traces fingertips along the back of his neck. The drag of hands, then the flick of a nail, has him arching hips against him, fingers tightening against skin and fabric as a noise equal parts encouraging and wanting lodges in his throat.
The whispered question sends a surge of heat down south, and another shift against him. He arches under the swipe of tongue, head moving to the side to give him better access, and his answer is pretty much inevitable at this point. ]
Fuck. God, this is so hot. You're so hot. Shit. Yeah. Yes.
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[ He steals another kiss, nips at his lip while avoiding the piercings and traces fingertips along the back of his neck. The drag of hands, then the flick of a nail, has him arching hips against him, fingers tightening against skin and fabric as a noise equal parts encouraging and wanting lodges in his throat.
The whispered question sends a surge of heat down south, and another shift against him. He arches under the swipe of tongue, head moving to the side to give him better access, and his answer is pretty much inevitable at this point. ]
Fuck. God, this is so hot. You're so hot. Shit. Yeah. Yes.