[he's still catching his breath when Tseng pulls back to clean the mess, thighs quivering and twitching as the toy slips free of his ass. a momentary relief, no doubt, not that he has complaints about that—how could he, when he's busy watching the other man clean him up and look at him with that same hungry warmth.]
You're one to talk... [there's almost a laugh to the words, as his back settles against the bed while Tseng prepares himself. it's just enough to start to feel his limbs a little more again, hips rising up and all but purring as the heat of his cock brushes his hole.
like this, he finds he can't quite squeeze like he might prefer. it doesn't change the fact that the last inch sinks in just as satisfying as the first, until their bodies meet and hands steady his hips before one moves on. fingers lace together and Olivine lets it rest against the bed behind him, gasping sweetly as Tseng starts to fuck him. steady, slow enough to drive him mad, on top of keeping him still in the sensitivity of that previous climax.]
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You're one to talk... [there's almost a laugh to the words, as his back settles against the bed while Tseng prepares himself. it's just enough to start to feel his limbs a little more again, hips rising up and all but purring as the heat of his cock brushes his hole.
like this, he finds he can't quite squeeze like he might prefer. it doesn't change the fact that the last inch sinks in just as satisfying as the first, until their bodies meet and hands steady his hips before one moves on. fingers lace together and Olivine lets it rest against the bed behind him, gasping sweetly as Tseng starts to fuck him. steady, slow enough to drive him mad, on top of keeping him still in the sensitivity of that previous climax.]
Nnghaah... feels so much better than a toy...