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[tenses against you warily, but just leans down to suck at your pulse, his nails scraping down over your hip]

[good that I didn't say some of the things I was thinking about saying because that would have probably spooked you or driven you into an I MUST DESTROY THIS loop]

[his hands go over your thighs, lifting you and pulling you forward over top of him, muffling a soft groan in your hair]

[pins you easily, one thigh sliding between yours as he looks down at you]

[smirks up at you, then, lifting his eyebrows, as if in challenge. playful, even.]

What? [laughing and settling his hips between your thighs, grinding down against you] This is what you want?

I'm just seeing what you have planned now that you're up there. [he grinds back into you in turn, though, cock hardening against the pressure]

[shivers and pulls back suddenly, drawing one of your legs up and turning his head to bite at the delicate skin behind your knee, sucking gently]

[that wrests a moan from him, and his leg flexes involuntarily--he licks his lips, panting, eyes locked onto yours]

[hums and nips delicately, one hand sliding down your thigh to smooth over your cock, just rubbing gently]

[the gentle caress of your calloused fingers makes him grow harder against you, and he groans softly, his own hand moving to tease at your thigh, sliding lower in turn]

[bites softly at the inside of your knee, cracking an eye open to look down at you covertly, his tongue stroking along your skin before he lets your leg go and shifts, fumbling for the lube in the bedside table as he straddles your hips]

[He teases your cock with a few simple, easy strokes, before his hand slides away and up, over your chest, to your shoulder, curling over to support himself sitting up, eyes not leaving yours]

[presses the lube into your hand and pushes you back down gently, his cock pressed to your belly as he leans over you, nipping at your mouth]

[uncapping the lube, then, biting at your lips with a low, hungry hum, and spilling the liquid onto his fingers. rubbing digits together to warm and spread the cool liquid, he slides damp fingers down the back of your thighs, teasing over and sliding on your entrance, circling without actually pressing inside]

Don't tease. [his voice a soft gasp as his back arches and he pushes down, ducking his head so you can't see his face]

Maybe I'm just taking it slow. [his index finger slides inside, though, as if in acquiescence, curling and flexing inside you]

[bites at your collarbone and struggles not to melt against you, arching his back and shuddering fiercely]

[using his other hand to hold you against him for now, while he slips in a second finger and scissors them wide, working his wrist to pull you more open] Feel okay?

[gasps softly against your throat, his body clutching at your fingers]

You'd know it if it didn't. [tensely]

Mmm. [scraping his digits along your inner walls, pushing at the resistance and fingerfucking you slowly before adding a wet third digit to the mix, all three plunging deep into you]

[curses and squirms, his back arching fiercely and his thighs trembling, his cock dragging slow against your belly]

You sound good like this. [there's the teasing grin, but fingers curl inside you, another, not-very-teasing-at-all thrust deep inside you to counterpoint]

[bites down sharply on your shoulder to muffle a low groan, giving up and just pressing his hips down against your belly, grinding in hard]

[hissing and bucking up against you for a second, before he just pulls back his fingers, his hands tracing back slow over your ass and hips]

[slumps, panting a little, before he reaches back and slicks his palm, then your cock, his eyes sharp and scorching on your face as he strokes you]