[ He stiffens at the lips caressing the shell of his ear and breathes a soft sound of protest, but it feels so good and it's no surprise that he's already aroused by it; the mornings never treated men kindly.]
L... louse, don't stop.
[ His jaw clenches and he tries to shove at the other to get him off, only managing to loom over him in a half-pinned position. His fingers dig into the other's shoulders, muscles coiled, tense from anxiety. ]
2/2
L... louse, don't stop.
[ His jaw clenches and he tries to shove at the other to get him off, only managing to loom over him in a half-pinned position. His fingers dig into the other's shoulders, muscles coiled, tense from anxiety. ]
What do you get from this?!