[ Everything from the words that Wriothesley manages to choke out to the way his body races to meet him tells Broca more than enough. It doesn't matter that he got impatient himself, because that impatience is being met with the same sort of eagerness. No more teasing games, no more savoring.
One corner of his mouth curls up just the slightest bit, easy to miss normally, much less when the large man is fucking into someone with a complete lack of regard for how this might affect Wriothesley's gait immediately after this.
With Wriothesley keeping him locked into place with his legs, Broca can't pull out far, but he makes up for that with quicker, forceful thrusts into him, bearing down on the man under him, one hand steadying himself while the other reaches to wrap around Wriothesley's own cock now. For a moment he keeps his fist still as he tries to build a rhythm, focusing on one thing at a time before he starts to slide his hand, still slick with lube from his earlier work on Wriotheslye, up and down the length of his cock in time with the rocking of his own hips.
Keeping pace with his own movements was easier than trying to create two different speeds, even if the idea of teasing by keeping his hand movements slow (compromising savoring and rushing) has some appeal. He just doesn't have the kind of focus to pull it off. ]
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One corner of his mouth curls up just the slightest bit, easy to miss normally, much less when the large man is fucking into someone with a complete lack of regard for how this might affect Wriothesley's gait immediately after this.
With Wriothesley keeping him locked into place with his legs, Broca can't pull out far, but he makes up for that with quicker, forceful thrusts into him, bearing down on the man under him, one hand steadying himself while the other reaches to wrap around Wriothesley's own cock now. For a moment he keeps his fist still as he tries to build a rhythm, focusing on one thing at a time before he starts to slide his hand, still slick with lube from his earlier work on Wriotheslye, up and down the length of his cock in time with the rocking of his own hips.
Keeping pace with his own movements was easier than trying to create two different speeds, even if the idea of teasing by keeping his hand movements slow (compromising savoring and rushing) has some appeal. He just doesn't have the kind of focus to pull it off. ]