[ He finds his eyes narrowing at the curve of that grin, of the laugh. They're little more than motivators, urging him forward even with the phantom ache in his thighs. At this point, attempting to rip back the reigns is only half of it- the rest of it is chasing the high, pressure mounting with each thrust, especially when he angles just right and feels it hit that point inside him that makes his legs shudder hard.
It's a near battle, with the hands on his hips trying to control his pace, and himself trying to outdo it. Once one hand peels away, Adelis presses his own to Trahearne's knee for better support as he leans back a bit, although his hips stutters at the hand that wraps around his cock and begins to jerk him off in time with each stroke against his insides. His nails dig into the other's skin, vision blurry, and he lets his eyes close as the heat grows hotter.
The groan is the first sign, but the other's words have him hissing, voice barely level with the quickness of his breath as he sharply rocks against the hand stroking him. ]
Do it outside-
[ It's a demand, thank you, but it doesn't stop the feverish push of his hips downwards, each time his skin brushes Trahearne's dragging him closer and closer. His voice rises in pitch, gasps spilling out with his movements getting more aggressive as he tries to push himself to the peak. Close, close, close- ]
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It's a near battle, with the hands on his hips trying to control his pace, and himself trying to outdo it. Once one hand peels away, Adelis presses his own to Trahearne's knee for better support as he leans back a bit, although his hips stutters at the hand that wraps around his cock and begins to jerk him off in time with each stroke against his insides. His nails dig into the other's skin, vision blurry, and he lets his eyes close as the heat grows hotter.
The groan is the first sign, but the other's words have him hissing, voice barely level with the quickness of his breath as he sharply rocks against the hand stroking him. ]
Do it outside-
[ It's a demand, thank you, but it doesn't stop the feverish push of his hips downwards, each time his skin brushes Trahearne's dragging him closer and closer. His voice rises in pitch, gasps spilling out with his movements getting more aggressive as he tries to push himself to the peak. Close, close, close- ]