[ It comes too naturally, like breathing, to surge into the spaces Mercedes makes for him. Her soft sounds ring in his ears and make his emptied lungs hurt when she shifts and he finds himself moving to her as a matter of instinct, chasing what feels right — one of the first things to feel right to him since he'd woken up in this place. He pushes the sheets away, freeing the rest of his torso from them and baring his scarred abdomen and hips, the flush of his cock against his thigh. On his knees with one hand braced on the mattress, Lighter's other palm skirts her thigh, soothing at the muscle of it as he coaxes her leg up over the angle of his hip. His arousal notches against her first, the heated weight of it nestling at her cunt; one soft, exploratory rut smears him with her wetness.
Even this much is dizzying, laying sensitivities bare that he thought he lost touch with long ago. It aches through every thud of his heart, this fullness, this point of overflow. Lashes drawn low, he sucks in the sound of her plea. He kisses her, open-mouthed and gentle, nosing the sweet, feverish round of her cheek in between. ]
Try to relax.
[ Unwilling to lift himself up too far, he weaves an arm between them and positions himself at her entrance, giving the head of his cock a rub at the tender muscle there. She gives to him after a moment of feeling it out; he crowns shallowly in the slick of her, enough to let him move his arm back upwards to gather her up against him. He thrusts once, twice, slow to accommodate her tightness.
Brows knit faintly, he swallows, pressing his brows to hers. She really feels so beautiful. ]
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Even this much is dizzying, laying sensitivities bare that he thought he lost touch with long ago. It aches through every thud of his heart, this fullness, this point of overflow. Lashes drawn low, he sucks in the sound of her plea. He kisses her, open-mouthed and gentle, nosing the sweet, feverish round of her cheek in between. ]
Try to relax.
[ Unwilling to lift himself up too far, he weaves an arm between them and positions himself at her entrance, giving the head of his cock a rub at the tender muscle there. She gives to him after a moment of feeling it out; he crowns shallowly in the slick of her, enough to let him move his arm back upwards to gather her up against him. He thrusts once, twice, slow to accommodate her tightness.
Brows knit faintly, he swallows, pressing his brows to hers. She really feels so beautiful. ]