Date: 2022-09-12 02:55 am (UTC)
With Estinien clamped to his hips, Gaius grunts and shifts position--getting his knees under them both. One hand on his back, and the other keeping him down tight to his body, hand fisting in Estinien's hair as they fuck. With his new angle, he changes pace from slow and deep to a steady, rhythmic thrust, cock like a piston.

"I've got you, Estinien," he says, breath hot against his pointed ear as his left hand still supports him from below, holding him at the angle he needs to fuck him straight into the ground. "Right there, so deep-- so good."
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