[ This was primal and raw, this went beyond what he had ever imagined and so as Bren took him like that, a fevering pace as that cock pistoned inside of him and sent him forward against the seat, and then his hips pulled back, he could feel the sweat dripping between them with the musk hot and spicing the car in unremittent waves, where his body did not care if he expired here on the spot because he was impaled so perfectly.
Each thrust caused a moan that grew slowly in intensity, there was no escaping it no matter how soundproofed the car was; some elements of it would be heard by the driver.
He left tears in the upholstery with his sharpened nails and he was rutting backwards, his prostate being assailed at every angle, a pain that was so distinctly pleasurable-- as they completed the circle of mating where Essek would belong to Bren just as he belonged to Caleb-- there was no avoiding nor denying that. But he did not just lay there taking that cock, oh no-- he was in a state of motion with the way that his hips ground back, offering the perfect pillow for Bren to get caught against-- squeezing as if he did not want the other man to slide too far away from him. ]
Fuck.. Bren.. ah, please.. yes.. right there.. right there! [ And then Essek's walls clenched and they spasmed right around Bren's prick and then he was there and coming again as he muffled his screams against leather, teeth against while the force of it hit him like a tidal wave; the violence and turbulence of it; and it added to the pool underneath his thigh of liquid pearls coaxed by his mate. ]
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Date: 2023-09-03 07:49 pm (UTC)Each thrust caused a moan that grew slowly in intensity, there was no escaping it no matter how soundproofed the car was; some elements of it would be heard by the driver.
He left tears in the upholstery with his sharpened nails and he was rutting backwards, his prostate being assailed at every angle, a pain that was so distinctly pleasurable-- as they completed the circle of mating where Essek would belong to Bren just as he belonged to Caleb-- there was no avoiding nor denying that. But he did not just lay there taking that cock, oh no-- he was in a state of motion with the way that his hips ground back, offering the perfect pillow for Bren to get caught against-- squeezing as if he did not want the other man to slide too far away from him. ]
Fuck.. Bren.. ah, please.. yes.. right there.. right there! [ And then Essek's walls clenched and they spasmed right around Bren's prick and then he was there and coming again as he muffled his screams against leather, teeth against while the force of it hit him like a tidal wave; the violence and turbulence of it; and it added to the pool underneath his thigh of liquid pearls coaxed by his mate. ]