Wash's hiss was a confirmation if nothing else, and he found that it turned him on, made his cock come alive in his pants. The feel of the dick in his hand was all he needed, and he started up a rhythm, something steady, something calling. Speed would come later, if Wash could last that long.
Maine didn't think he could.
When asked if he was sure, the larger freelancer just grinned, all teeth, something almost dangerous in it, like a shark. Yes, the growl said, his grip a little tighter as if to confirm it, reliving all these moments he hadn't gotten to enjoy in weeks. There was a turn of his head as he bit at the other's lips, nipping at the bottom one as he stroked his hand long, slow, proof. Sure, it hurt to turn, it hurt, but pain could make things better.
But if Wash was that worried, he'd take a pill after. Not before. He wanted to finish this first, as his calloused rubbed over the tip, over the slit. And he wanted to make sure Wash finished, too.
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Date: 2016-06-06 06:10 pm (UTC)Maine didn't think he could.
When asked if he was sure, the larger freelancer just grinned, all teeth, something almost dangerous in it, like a shark. Yes, the growl said, his grip a little tighter as if to confirm it, reliving all these moments he hadn't gotten to enjoy in weeks. There was a turn of his head as he bit at the other's lips, nipping at the bottom one as he stroked his hand long, slow, proof. Sure, it hurt to turn, it hurt, but pain could make things better.
But if Wash was that worried, he'd take a pill after. Not before. He wanted to finish this first, as his calloused rubbed over the tip, over the slit. And he wanted to make sure Wash finished, too.