[ And just like that, he gives him what he's after, warm hand cupping against his cock and rubbing the heel of his palm into that stiff length, nearly fast enough to match the steady slap of thighs against hips.
Dorian begs like that, and he wants to give it to him, to watch him crack and spill over, unguarded even by the cover of darkness. He can see him like this, watch his face as he drives into him, breathes him in, and feel something tighten inside of his chest in the process.
Trouble. This is gonna be so much trouble. ]
I've got you. Come on. Come for me, big guy.
[ And he'll keep him here, keep pounding into him and dragging his thumb over the head of his cock and coaxing him to that edge until he lets himself fall. Those things outside this room that he had to wonder about, had to question, they didn't belong in here. ]
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Dorian begs like that, and he wants to give it to him, to watch him crack and spill over, unguarded even by the cover of darkness. He can see him like this, watch his face as he drives into him, breathes him in, and feel something tighten inside of his chest in the process.
Trouble. This is gonna be so much trouble. ]
I've got you. Come on. Come for me, big guy.
[ And he'll keep him here, keep pounding into him and dragging his thumb over the head of his cock and coaxing him to that edge until he lets himself fall. Those things outside this room that he had to wonder about, had to question, they didn't belong in here. ]