[ Another low sound rumbles in his chest as he hilts himself inside Orym, and he leans forward to taste along that bared neck, his teeth grazing across the skin. ]
Good…because I want you right here, just like this.
[ He punctuates the sentence with a roll of his hips, a quick thrust in and out of the halfing. ]
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Good…because I want you right here, just like this.
[ He punctuates the sentence with a roll of his hips, a quick thrust in and out of the halfing. ]