[ even guren’s breathing is erotic, and dextera can’t help but watch as he breaks away to strip his pants, to coat his cock. this, too, is completely new to him—even his vague fantasies don’t look like this, and there’s something about the raw reality of it that makes dextera flush so hard his skin prickles.
then guren is sinking into him, bigger than his fingers but not so big that it hurts. it’s hotter than he expected, too.
but none of it is bad. guren is slow about it, slow enough that it’s almost tantalizing, and dextera has to hold himself back from immediately demanding more. he bites the inside of his cheek instead, his breath exhaled hard through his nose. ]
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then guren is sinking into him, bigger than his fingers but not so big that it hurts. it’s hotter than he expected, too.
but none of it is bad. guren is slow about it, slow enough that it’s almost tantalizing, and dextera has to hold himself back from immediately demanding more. he bites the inside of his cheek instead, his breath exhaled hard through his nose. ]
Keep— [ a short gasp and sigh. ] Keep going.