Maine wasn’t the only one randy and needy from this forced celibacy the other Freelancer had been under since his surgery. He bucked up into the large hand as best he could considering the tight confines of the bed and his sweatpants.
A part of Wash wanted to kick them off but he knew deep down that if he did that then things were going to escalate and they probably would end up fucking right then and there.
Which didn’t necessarily sound like a terrible idea if not for the idea that Maine had very nearly died only a few weeks ago and that he couldn’t even turn his head without grimacing in pain!
Wash figured, on the scale of terrible ideas this had to rate a solid six or seven.
That didn’t stop him from sneaking his hand underneath the hem of Maine’s pants so that he could squeeze him through the thin layer of his underwear.
“This is a terrible idea, you know tha—“He said when Maine pulled away from the kiss. Wash’s lips were stinging and red from the bites of those surprisingly sharp teeth. Of course, the sensation of having his balls fondled and cupped kind of derailed his train of thought mid-sentence. “Jesus, Maine!”
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Date: 2016-06-08 04:56 am (UTC)A part of Wash wanted to kick them off but he knew deep down that if he did that then things were going to escalate and they probably would end up fucking right then and there.
Which didn’t necessarily sound like a terrible idea if not for the idea that Maine had very nearly died only a few weeks ago and that he couldn’t even turn his head without grimacing in pain!
Wash figured, on the scale of terrible ideas this had to rate a solid six or seven.
That didn’t stop him from sneaking his hand underneath the hem of Maine’s pants so that he could squeeze him through the thin layer of his underwear.
“This is a terrible idea, you know tha—“He said when Maine pulled away from the kiss. Wash’s lips were stinging and red from the bites of those surprisingly sharp teeth. Of course, the sensation of having his balls fondled and cupped kind of derailed his train of thought mid-sentence. “Jesus, Maine!”