[ All the sounds that fall from Orym’s lips only add fuel to the fire that is burning within him, but especially the last one as he finds that most sensitive spot. He adjusts to make sure he hits that spot with each thrust, his rhythm turning sporadic as he chases his pleasure while giving Orym his.
And he can feel that he’s close, can feel the crest of that wave rising and threatening to drown him completely. ]
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And he can feel that he’s close, can feel the crest of that wave rising and threatening to drown him completely. ]
Orym…