After that, he can say anything else, he's too focused on the press of
Lee's fingers, the throbbing between his thighs. It happens without
warning - he doesn't even have time to beg permission before he's coming,
making a fucking horrible mess on Lee's sheets.
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Date: 2015-12-22 10:30 pm (UTC)From:Connor presses his smile into the sheet.
"Please, Sir."
After that, he can say anything else, he's too focused on the press of Lee's fingers, the throbbing between his thighs. It happens without warning - he doesn't even have time to beg permission before he's coming, making a fucking horrible mess on Lee's sheets.