[Finally. The hand on his cock jerks faster, and he lets go of any pretense; he's moaning against Vergilius' lips, pressing harder, his tongue licking into the other man's mouth. Eager and hot and hungry--
He bites Vergilius' lower lip, tugging with his teeth. He lets go so he can plead against the other man's mouth.]
Touch me. Please, Vergilius. Please.
[He doesn't care what they do, just so long as Vergilius doesn't leave and helps him.]
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He bites Vergilius' lower lip, tugging with his teeth. He lets go so he can plead against the other man's mouth.]
Touch me. Please, Vergilius. Please.
[He doesn't care what they do, just so long as Vergilius doesn't leave and helps him.]