[There. The corners of his lips curve up into a smile not too far from Dextera's, and he pulls his fingers back most of the way only to pump back into him, pressing more pointedly once he's inside again.]
That? [It's a teasing repeat of Dextera's almost-sentence, encouraging more sound, more anything, as his eyes light up. Guren hasn't even been touched yet and his own arousal is straining at his pants. He doesn't want to worry about it just yet— not until he's sure he won't hurt Dextera.
His fingers work and stretch at Dextera as Guren's teeth drag at his lower lip with the next kiss. He breaks it only after a third purposeful searching press for that sensitive spot, breathing heavy against him.]
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That? [It's a teasing repeat of Dextera's almost-sentence, encouraging more sound, more anything, as his eyes light up. Guren hasn't even been touched yet and his own arousal is straining at his pants. He doesn't want to worry about it just yet— not until he's sure he won't hurt Dextera.
His fingers work and stretch at Dextera as Guren's teeth drag at his lower lip with the next kiss. He breaks it only after a third purposeful searching press for that sensitive spot, breathing heavy against him.]
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