[ He lets Midnight drag him down to deepen that kiss, his lips parting as he meets the hunger of it. Moans into the press of lips as dark lashes flutter shut and his body shudders with need, with the rush of pleasure washing through him.
He doesn’t care if it’s uncoordinated or clumsy - he’s not paying attention to that at all. Just the rhythm of their bodies moving against one another. The way Midnight presses in to fill him, the rock of his hips as he sinks back to take as much as he can, the tight clench of his body as his breath hitches when the man’s cock rubs against his prostate.
His own cock is leaking copiously and he gives a needy whine, because he’s so close, but he’s hit this point multiple times today and had his release ripped away at the last moment more often than it’s been granted as his fingers curl into fists against Midnight’s shoulders, nails biting into the skin faintly. As if his grip would be enough to keep the other man here beneath him, filling him as he rides him, aching for more. ]
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He doesn’t care if it’s uncoordinated or clumsy - he’s not paying attention to that at all. Just the rhythm of their bodies moving against one another. The way Midnight presses in to fill him, the rock of his hips as he sinks back to take as much as he can, the tight clench of his body as his breath hitches when the man’s cock rubs against his prostate.
His own cock is leaking copiously and he gives a needy whine, because he’s so close, but he’s hit this point multiple times today and had his release ripped away at the last moment more often than it’s been granted as his fingers curl into fists against Midnight’s shoulders, nails biting into the skin faintly. As if his grip would be enough to keep the other man here beneath him, filling him as he rides him, aching for more. ]