( to think that he was made for this might have been funny to him, because he's never done this, this specifically, before; but it's also just a little bit funny how easily he'd fallen into it, how easily he'd allowed himself to be dragged down into the other man's embrace and moved how he wants him to be moved. a doll fit for pleasure and snark.
every upward thrust brings him close to the edge, the hands on his hips digging bruises into pale skin that he, admittedly, can't wait to look down at after, the ache and the heat at his core building to a fever pitch that has all but set his blood on fire, and with each stroke of his cock so deep inside him, he cares less and less about any attention being paid to his own neglected length.
he's trembling, shaking down to the marrow of his bones by the time he feels the first impending wave of orgasm, a flurry of curses spilling out of his mouth like they're the only words he knows, and for all it matters in the here and now, they may as well be. ) Fuck β¦ fuckβ
( his entire body bears down on toji buried inside him, cock twitching with the first spasm of release and painting the flat of his stomach in stripes of white, voice breaking on the sheer intensity of it and pitching high and sharp, fragile like the scatter of shards of glass coming apart over concrete.
he feels like the word shatter and he doesn't exactly mind. )
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every upward thrust brings him close to the edge, the hands on his hips digging bruises into pale skin that he, admittedly, can't wait to look down at after, the ache and the heat at his core building to a fever pitch that has all but set his blood on fire, and with each stroke of his cock so deep inside him, he cares less and less about any attention being paid to his own neglected length.
he's trembling, shaking down to the marrow of his bones by the time he feels the first impending wave of orgasm, a flurry of curses spilling out of his mouth like they're the only words he knows, and for all it matters in the here and now, they may as well be. ) Fuck β¦ fuckβ
( his entire body bears down on toji buried inside him, cock twitching with the first spasm of release and painting the flat of his stomach in stripes of white, voice breaking on the sheer intensity of it and pitching high and sharp, fragile like the scatter of shards of glass coming apart over concrete.
he feels like the word shatter and he doesn't exactly mind. )