[ Going slow was probably best, as he comes to realize- the difference between them is far bigger then had originally thought, bigger then the last he'd taken. But he is nothing if not determined, gaze locked on the way Trahearne's hands twist in the sheets as he sinks down inch by inch. It's...surprisingly cute, he thinks, although it's the groan that pangs deep in his stomach.
He finally bottoms out, pressed flush to Trahearne's skin as he gives a shaky exhale, nails digging into the skin of the other's hips as he takes a second to adjust. Not long, of course- he's no amateur, and with most people he's slept with outside one exception, he's never bothered with gentility. All it takes is a moment before he rocks back with the full length inside him, knees shifting on the sheets for a better position before he promptly pushes himself up about halfway-
And then drops down again, teeth grinding together to muffle the noise that threatens to escape.
He can feel the heat spread from his cheeks down his neck as he moves, settling himself into a rhythm of arching himself up and down, muscles in his legs tensing all the while. He likes the control it offers him, the power over someone else, and watching how Trahearne reacts with each thrust of his cock against his insides is disgustingly satisfying. The shifting, the movement- he knows fully well how his patience is running out. Perhaps he's impressed he's even lasted this long.
How long he can stretch it? It's this thought that urges him to go just a bit faster, bed faintly creaking beneath the weight and drop of his hips, fingers pressed with the lightest tremble to waxy skin. ]
Keep it up. [ It's a low, shaky murmur, not even halting his movements as he speaks, breath coming faster. ] I'll reward you if you're good-
[ But if he isn't, well, he won't mind that either. ]
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He finally bottoms out, pressed flush to Trahearne's skin as he gives a shaky exhale, nails digging into the skin of the other's hips as he takes a second to adjust. Not long, of course- he's no amateur, and with most people he's slept with outside one exception, he's never bothered with gentility. All it takes is a moment before he rocks back with the full length inside him, knees shifting on the sheets for a better position before he promptly pushes himself up about halfway-
And then drops down again, teeth grinding together to muffle the noise that threatens to escape.
He can feel the heat spread from his cheeks down his neck as he moves, settling himself into a rhythm of arching himself up and down, muscles in his legs tensing all the while. He likes the control it offers him, the power over someone else, and watching how Trahearne reacts with each thrust of his cock against his insides is disgustingly satisfying. The shifting, the movement- he knows fully well how his patience is running out. Perhaps he's impressed he's even lasted this long.
How long he can stretch it? It's this thought that urges him to go just a bit faster, bed faintly creaking beneath the weight and drop of his hips, fingers pressed with the lightest tremble to waxy skin. ]
Keep it up. [ It's a low, shaky murmur, not even halting his movements as he speaks, breath coming faster. ] I'll reward you if you're good-
[ But if he isn't, well, he won't mind that either. ]