[ koby is so reactive and sweet, all fiery electricity and reactions, the sounds and gasps falling from his lips more than enough to make quentin absolutely feral. everything about the other man is unexpected - the gentleness in the arena, the biting commentary, the fussy anxiety, the pouty lips and pink hair, the strong but delicate shape of his body.
his mouth tilts, sliding with sloppy eagerness to the other nipple. he can't let go any of him go untouched, but the bath indeed limits things. his dick, at the easy slide of koby's hot cunt over him, is almost painfully hard already, one hand helping to guide the movements in his lap. at least for a moment - instead, when he feels the the way koby's body practically parts in wanting for him, he moans loudly against that perfect little nipple, letting his tongue lap lazily before he provides a soft, short suck. enough to leave a little mark in his fair skin. ]
Oh I'm not going to stop, Koby. [ the name - no nickname. he has no capacity for pleasantries, for platitudes. his voice comes out husky and raw, his hips rising a few times to meet the downward slide of koby's hips. on one backslide, the hand at koby's thigh slides in, enough that when he parts his own legs enough to give some room, he presses the flat of his palm against what, when not in a bath, he's sure would be koby's sopping cunt.
his legs come back together and as koby ruts on him, it's his palm that goes instead, but one pass might bring a finger to the tight ring of his entrance, then out, teasing. ]
You are incredibly alluring when you're falling apart. But try something for me - [ he smiles a little, mouth bruised and swollen kiss-pink. ] - don't let go until I tell you that you can. I promise it will feel good.
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his mouth tilts, sliding with sloppy eagerness to the other nipple. he can't let go any of him go untouched, but the bath indeed limits things. his dick, at the easy slide of koby's hot cunt over him, is almost painfully hard already, one hand helping to guide the movements in his lap. at least for a moment - instead, when he feels the the way koby's body practically parts in wanting for him, he moans loudly against that perfect little nipple, letting his tongue lap lazily before he provides a soft, short suck. enough to leave a little mark in his fair skin. ]
Oh I'm not going to stop, Koby. [ the name - no nickname. he has no capacity for pleasantries, for platitudes. his voice comes out husky and raw, his hips rising a few times to meet the downward slide of koby's hips. on one backslide, the hand at koby's thigh slides in, enough that when he parts his own legs enough to give some room, he presses the flat of his palm against what, when not in a bath, he's sure would be koby's sopping cunt.
his legs come back together and as koby ruts on him, it's his palm that goes instead, but one pass might bring a finger to the tight ring of his entrance, then out, teasing. ]
You are incredibly alluring when you're falling apart. But try something for me - [ he smiles a little, mouth bruised and swollen kiss-pink. ] - don't let go until I tell you that you can. I promise it will feel good.