[That was pretty, he thinks absently, watching the man twist and writhe along with the rhythm he's setting. It only occurs to him belatedly that not everyone would take well to a hand as big as his wrapping around their throat; this could've gotten bad fast, but this guy didn't seem to mind it. Actually, just the contrary; it really seemed to get him going.
Hmm.
Something to take stock of while he has the chance, anyway. He won't be thinking for much longer, not now that he's one step closer to being inside this guy whose name he doesn't even know, who's still warm and solid and there for him to grind against while he strokes him through his climax, getting his fingers covered thoroughly in his come.]
I knew you'd be noisy. "Not a screamer", my ass.
[He rolls his hips, grinding against him again, and fuck, if he really wanted he could probably get himself off, too, just doing that, but he wants to know how it feels to push inside him even more.]
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Hmm.
Something to take stock of while he has the chance, anyway. He won't be thinking for much longer, not now that he's one step closer to being inside this guy whose name he doesn't even know, who's still warm and solid and there for him to grind against while he strokes him through his climax, getting his fingers covered thoroughly in his come.]
I knew you'd be noisy. "Not a screamer", my ass.
[He rolls his hips, grinding against him again, and fuck, if he really wanted he could probably get himself off, too, just doing that, but he wants to know how it feels to push inside him even more.]