Each hard thrust, at this point, had Kavinsky nearly reduced to whimpers. The angle was a perfect one, driving and dragging Lee's cock against Kavinsky's prostate on more thrusts than not; the pace brutal and rough now, to the point that Kavinsky knew he'd be feeling it tomorrow, and he relished that idea, more than anything else. No matter what else happened, where anything else went tonight, he could hold onto this for at least a little while in the way his body would ache from it.
"Oh fuck," Kavinsky breathed, a blur of the words, rocking back to meet Lee's thrusts. "Yes. Yes, yes, da, molya te. Daddy, please come inside me. Lee--daddy, daddy, please--oh, fuck."
He was close too, but he wanted, so badly, to hold out. To wait to come until Lee had finished at least, or maybe until Lee was eating him out, if he could manage it. But everything felt blissful and overwhelming, a buzz of white noise between his ears, and he didn't know if his body would cooperate with what he wanted.
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Date: 2016-03-08 02:24 pm (UTC)From:"Oh fuck," Kavinsky breathed, a blur of the words, rocking back to meet Lee's thrusts. "Yes. Yes, yes, da, molya te. Daddy, please come inside me. Lee--daddy, daddy, please--oh, fuck."
He was close too, but he wanted, so badly, to hold out. To wait to come until Lee had finished at least, or maybe until Lee was eating him out, if he could manage it. But everything felt blissful and overwhelming, a buzz of white noise between his ears, and he didn't know if his body would cooperate with what he wanted.