You can't blame a guy. [His laugh is somewhat breathless. It's true though. His compliments on Broca's physique weren't empty words. The man was built so wonderfully, and having gotten to see them completely naked, who could really blame Wriothesley for wanting an intimate taste of what he sees.
He laments the loss of the fingers inside him, but he doesn't complain either. He was the one who had riled the other up into impatience earlier. It is only fitting that he might end up on the tail end of it in return. And that really only means that neither of them are willing to wait too much longer for what they really want.
Though, he isn't prepared for the way the other quickly snaps their hips forward, sheathing themselves completely in him. Wriothesley arches his back with a shameless moan, sounding more pleasured than pain as the other fills him with their cock. Hands bury into the sheets, gripping them tightly, and Wriothesley wraps his legs around Broca's hips. He makes it seem like he wants the other somehow deeper inside him despite already have pressed their entire length into him.] Ah! Yes!
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He laments the loss of the fingers inside him, but he doesn't complain either. He was the one who had riled the other up into impatience earlier. It is only fitting that he might end up on the tail end of it in return. And that really only means that neither of them are willing to wait too much longer for what they really want.
Though, he isn't prepared for the way the other quickly snaps their hips forward, sheathing themselves completely in him. Wriothesley arches his back with a shameless moan, sounding more pleasured than pain as the other fills him with their cock. Hands bury into the sheets, gripping them tightly, and Wriothesley wraps his legs around Broca's hips. He makes it seem like he wants the other somehow deeper inside him despite already have pressed their entire length into him.] Ah! Yes!