[He'd intended to keep relatively quiet, knowing where he is and who he is. Rumors fly with little provocation, and he isn't sure if they can afford them. But as the redhead snaps his hips back in again, his cry is sharp and needy, almost echoing to his ears. Teeth bite down on his shoulder and any sense of control is lost in the moment.
He's able to focus just enough to mumble some incoherent thing, body shifting with the younger man's urging, trembling with every harsh snap of hips deep inside. Every thrust jolts him in place, breath coming in soft puffs and gasps as he's fucked. It still feels... sweet, somehow, in spite of it all. Well, in the moments between the utter urgency to be completely filled, muscles squeezing around the intruding cock as it bottoms out again and again. His own dick aches between his legs, smearing pre onto his skin with each jolt of hips.
Truthfully, he almost doesn't notice it in the midst of everything, the way his legs ache in the other's grasp, or the way one hand threads into soft hair to hold him more securely against bare skin. The pleasure is just too much; it's overwhelming in the best way, slowly stripping away every layer of propriety and control he has. He wants more, in some distant and greedy thought, utterly at the mercy of Do's own pace.]
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He's able to focus just enough to mumble some incoherent thing, body shifting with the younger man's urging, trembling with every harsh snap of hips deep inside. Every thrust jolts him in place, breath coming in soft puffs and gasps as he's fucked. It still feels... sweet, somehow, in spite of it all. Well, in the moments between the utter urgency to be completely filled, muscles squeezing around the intruding cock as it bottoms out again and again. His own dick aches between his legs, smearing pre onto his skin with each jolt of hips.
Truthfully, he almost doesn't notice it in the midst of everything, the way his legs ache in the other's grasp, or the way one hand threads into soft hair to hold him more securely against bare skin. The pleasure is just too much; it's overwhelming in the best way, slowly stripping away every layer of propriety and control he has. He wants more, in some distant and greedy thought, utterly at the mercy of Do's own pace.]