[This is what he's craved, what he's dreamed of, and his cock throbs with each noise Ravus makes.
Lips curl into a snarl as Gladio drags his hand from Ravus' hair down his neck, over his shoulder, and between his chest and the tempered glass until his fingers find a nipple, which he pinches and rolls. His other fingers flex, nails now digging red crescents into Ravus' hip, and his pace increases.]
Look'it you... takin' my cock like you were born for it. [He drags his hand from Ravus' hip to his ass, pulling one cheek to the side to better view how nicely the TA's hole stretches around his dick. Of course his nails leave crescents here too.
By the end of the night, Ravus will bear a multitude of Gladio's marks.] So tight even after being plugged for hours. [He grunts and thrusts hard and deep, the loud smack of skin against skin only overshadowed by the loud thunk of Ravus' body against the window.] Fuckin' hell -
[This isn't the time for gentle sex - that can come later. He's too riled up.
With a growl, Gladio grabs both of Ravus' hips and starts pounding into him, every thrust coupled with the sinful slam of Ravus against the window. Words become more difficult to form so Gladio lets his lips and hips do the talking, sucking at his lover's neck and shoulders while rolling his hips each time they push flush against Ravus' ass.
He knows this first round will be short, probably for both of them, because of all the teasing of the evening (and of the previous months) and he wonders if Ravus will paint his couch and window untouched. Not that he'd mind pumping Ravus' cock to completion, it would just be a minor victory to make the older man orgasm without touching him.]
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Lips curl into a snarl as Gladio drags his hand from Ravus' hair down his neck, over his shoulder, and between his chest and the tempered glass until his fingers find a nipple, which he pinches and rolls. His other fingers flex, nails now digging red crescents into Ravus' hip, and his pace increases.]
Look'it you... takin' my cock like you were born for it. [He drags his hand from Ravus' hip to his ass, pulling one cheek to the side to better view how nicely the TA's hole stretches around his dick. Of course his nails leave crescents here too.
By the end of the night, Ravus will bear a multitude of Gladio's marks.] So tight even after being plugged for hours. [He grunts and thrusts hard and deep, the loud smack of skin against skin only overshadowed by the loud thunk of Ravus' body against the window.] Fuckin' hell -
[This isn't the time for gentle sex - that can come later. He's too riled up.
With a growl, Gladio grabs both of Ravus' hips and starts pounding into him, every thrust coupled with the sinful slam of Ravus against the window. Words become more difficult to form so Gladio lets his lips and hips do the talking, sucking at his lover's neck and shoulders while rolling his hips each time they push flush against Ravus' ass.
He knows this first round will be short, probably for both of them, because of all the teasing of the evening (and of the previous months) and he wonders if Ravus will paint his couch and window untouched. Not that he'd mind pumping Ravus' cock to completion, it would just be a minor victory to make the older man orgasm without touching him.]