[Orym keens softly, his own hips rolling down to meet the motion of Dorian's hips as he found himself impaled once more on his rock. His fingers sink into long, soft hair, fisting into the strands.]
Ah..!
[Words fled in favor of a wordless moan, encouragement, a plea for more.]
Love you, beautiful. So much... you feel so good inside me. Need you to fill me up again and again.
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Date: 2023-09-23 08:03 am (UTC)Ah..!
[Words fled in favor of a wordless moan, encouragement, a plea for more.]
Love you, beautiful. So much... you feel so good inside me. Need you to fill me up again and again.