[They’re pressed so close and the warmth of the other fills has entirety with warmth; something the hot water of the shower can’t replicate. Wriothesley isn’t thinking about anything else but Lorenz. Not that others might have heard or even seen them. Not about the resort or dirty dice. Only the purple-haired man teasing his chest and filling him with their fingers.
And he’s so delighted to be told he’s doing good. That the other praises him as he takes their fingers that earns him such appreciative words.] Yes. Yes. [He’ll be a little flustered later about how the other made a mess out of him. He’ll make sure to return the favor and make a mess out of Lorenz in the near future.
His hand had abandoned Lorenz’ cock to cling to the other, nails digging into skin as he desperately tries to hold on.
But it’s like a thread snapping. Wriothesley arches his back, eyes fluttering closed. He comes with a shout, cock untouched; ribbons of white staining the tile wall and quickly washed away by the shower water.] Lorenz!
[Spent and weak knees, he leans all his weight on the other as he rides through his orgasm.]
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And he’s so delighted to be told he’s doing good. That the other praises him as he takes their fingers that earns him such appreciative words.] Yes. Yes. [He’ll be a little flustered later about how the other made a mess out of him. He’ll make sure to return the favor and make a mess out of Lorenz in the near future.
His hand had abandoned Lorenz’ cock to cling to the other, nails digging into skin as he desperately tries to hold on.
But it’s like a thread snapping. Wriothesley arches his back, eyes fluttering closed. He comes with a shout, cock untouched; ribbons of white staining the tile wall and quickly washed away by the shower water.] Lorenz!
[Spent and weak knees, he leans all his weight on the other as he rides through his orgasm.]