[ the snap of wriothesley's hips earns a strangled sound from him, and eiden bucks like a wild animal, whining. the thought of "a few more" seems monumental-he's already come three times. another?
god, he's managed it, but.
the daylights are indeed leaving the building. eiden's head tips back against the bed as his arms wrap around him and draw him in as close as possible, blunt nails digging into the curve of his ass as he tries to bury him deep inside him. this stupid rabbit is long gone, but eiden wants this more than anything right now. it puts him in his body - physical touch, and he forgets the protest from before (was it really even protest?) ]
Don't stop. You feel... so fucking good...
[ sure, it's lewd and nasty, but god it feels good, grounding, and eiden lets the sensation sweep him away. he'll have a few more just for him, in hopes that maybe he can draw out a stubborn orgasm from the other at last. the man isn't leaving without one.
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[ the snap of wriothesley's hips earns a strangled sound from him, and eiden bucks like a wild animal, whining. the thought of "a few more" seems monumental-he's already come three times. another?
god, he's managed it, but.
the daylights are indeed leaving the building. eiden's head tips back against the bed as his arms wrap around him and draw him in as close as possible, blunt nails digging into the curve of his ass as he tries to bury him deep inside him. this stupid rabbit is long gone, but eiden wants this more than anything right now. it puts him in his body - physical touch, and he forgets the protest from before (was it really even protest?) ]
Don't stop. You feel... so fucking good...
[ sure, it's lewd and nasty, but god it feels good, grounding, and eiden lets the sensation sweep him away. he'll have a few more just for him, in hopes that maybe he can draw out a stubborn orgasm from the other at last. the man isn't leaving without one.
fades us to black with a nice little ribbon. ]