[ Words are really overrated right now; Shiro mouths down the line of Lance's throat and leaves another mark just above where it becomes shoulder and then forces himself down, squirming a little to kiss over the expanse of his chest, biting lightly at a nipple.
He nearly collapses when Lance's hand dips down, toying with his cock, thumbing over the piercing and it's enough that he has to sink down over him, trembling helplessly as he ruts into it, gasping into Lance's throat. ]
Yes-- alright, yes.
[ Lance could ask for anything right now and he'd agree to it, really.
It takes a moment for him to get himself together enough to sink back but he settles on his knees between Lance's thighs and then hesitates, taking his cock in hand. ]
Where?
[ The question sounds ripped out of him because it is. His face, his belly, his ass, it's too many choices and Shiro's near mindless with it, fisting himself slow and steady. ]
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[ Words are really overrated right now; Shiro mouths down the line of Lance's throat and leaves another mark just above where it becomes shoulder and then forces himself down, squirming a little to kiss over the expanse of his chest, biting lightly at a nipple.
He nearly collapses when Lance's hand dips down, toying with his cock, thumbing over the piercing and it's enough that he has to sink down over him, trembling helplessly as he ruts into it, gasping into Lance's throat. ]
Yes-- alright, yes.
[ Lance could ask for anything right now and he'd agree to it, really.
It takes a moment for him to get himself together enough to sink back but he settles on his knees between Lance's thighs and then hesitates, taking his cock in hand. ]
Where?
[ The question sounds ripped out of him because it is. His face, his belly, his ass, it's too many choices and Shiro's near mindless with it, fisting himself slow and steady. ]