[ wolfwood winces, but there's a light in his eyes and the way he leans into him gives it away -- he likes the tweak, and his nipples are stiffening, peaking under his attentions.
his hands come to hitch vash's hips up with his, aligning their dicks before he grinds into him, coaxing his legs around his waist.
his fingers come to seek his hole out, circling the rim before pushing his index finger into him, sighing with pleasure when he notices how slippery he is, still, sticky from when they'd fucked. he lowers his head to press his forehead to his, to kiss him as he gently nudges his second finger into him, feeling how wet and sticky he still is inside. ]
I am. I'm dying to be inside you again. You still hot for me, babe?
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his hands come to hitch vash's hips up with his, aligning their dicks before he grinds into him, coaxing his legs around his waist.
his fingers come to seek his hole out, circling the rim before pushing his index finger into him, sighing with pleasure when he notices how slippery he is, still, sticky from when they'd fucked. he lowers his head to press his forehead to his, to kiss him as he gently nudges his second finger into him, feeling how wet and sticky he still is inside. ]
I am. I'm dying to be inside you again. You still hot for me, babe?