eyes flick over then relax , easing into the touch . pupils wide like always near maxim . `` m'trying ... it's easier said than done . ``
lips part to let fingers slide over teeth , glinting in the light . `` wanna rut with you , baby . ``
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fingers find their way to cup ryder’s cheek. thumb rubbing cheekbone. “ take it easy, baby… you’re so * worked up… ” amused, digits trail to drag over mouth.
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₍ even if he wanted to , there's no stopping the way hips roll forward into the touch . bottom lip trembling in an utterly pitiful whine . ₎
I wanted to fuck you that night ──── then you got hurt .
₍ vowels roll into the rumble
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heh… so have i. thought about it since the first time we met.
❲ fingers dare further, swiping the pad of his thumb over the slit, collecting the fluid before spreading along the length of him. ❳
who knew having a ›
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₍ reaction to the touch is immediate and perverse . spine trembling with a shiver , it twitches , leaving the tip pearlescent and drooling . ₎
y-yes ... I've- uhm , thought about it for so long .
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❲ chin tilted downwards, eyes immediately locked on. slow exhale. he doesn’t think much about anything before a hand extends, fingers carefully grazing. back and fourth. ❳
you plan on putting this in me later?
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