[He sinks into the rhythm Oliver builds like the ocean sinks into itself, one wave cresting while another dips, all of it part of the same body. His hips strain against Oliver's hand, his body craving the tantalizing heat granted by his mouth. His hands tug at Oliver's hair, letting him know how badly he needs him.
Connor could lie here for hours, subject to the whims of the man arched over him. He is not one to unravel all at once but slowly, letting the sultry haze of pleasure last and last, growing heavier and hotter inside of him. Then it is not for lack of stamina that he makes his next demand, but lack of patience.]
Ollie... I want you to fuck me...
[A groan breaks across his lips as his aching cock is plunged again into the depths of Oliver's throat. He looks at him down the length of his prone body, his eyes like the sky before a storm breaks, his voice low and breathy and clinging to Oliver's skin.]
no subject
Connor could lie here for hours, subject to the whims of the man arched over him. He is not one to unravel all at once but slowly, letting the sultry haze of pleasure last and last, growing heavier and hotter inside of him. Then it is not for lack of stamina that he makes his next demand, but lack of patience.]
Ollie... I want you to fuck me...
[A groan breaks across his lips as his aching cock is plunged again into the depths of Oliver's throat. He looks at him down the length of his prone body, his eyes like the sky before a storm breaks, his voice low and breathy and clinging to Oliver's skin.]
I wanna be loud...make the neighbors jealous...