[hearing his own name from Nick's mouth sends a shiver down his spine and a shaky exhale out over his neck. bare legs around his waist and he's pressed in too close to use his free hand in any sort of helpful way, arm keeping himself balanced on the bed to prevent a full collapse. he can't hold back the sound that escapes him, a frustrated moan against skin. this is where he looses any willpower - they both know he can't stop what he's started, and the more seconds go by the more urgency there is in his movements.
he's grinding into him and August is returning the favor, both with his hand and body. thumb slides over the head of his dick, sticky with precum. he wants him to be messy because of him, wants him slathered in everything that August is. tongue licks up along his neck, teeth nip into jawline.]
Say it again.
[but he's already rising up to look down at him for a fuller view, palm planted on the mattress, seeing the glow of sweat and rise and fall of Nick's chest. the air around them feels electric with magic, the lights buzzing as though they're about to burst. he's looking at Nick with so much hunger it's sinful.]
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he's grinding into him and August is returning the favor, both with his hand and body. thumb slides over the head of his dick, sticky with precum. he wants him to be messy because of him, wants him slathered in everything that August is. tongue licks up along his neck, teeth nip into jawline.]
Say it again.
[but he's already rising up to look down at him for a fuller view, palm planted on the mattress, seeing the glow of sweat and rise and fall of Nick's chest. the air around them feels electric with magic, the lights buzzing as though they're about to burst. he's looking at Nick with so much hunger it's sinful.]