larue: (i'm addicted to you / you're toxic)
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 ([personal profile] larue) wrote in [personal profile] icarusalsoflew 2015-02-23 03:44 am (UTC)

[ There is something utterly incredible about knowing that you're wanted -- and just how much. You'll feel the scrape of teeth over the flesh stretched over the muscles along your ribcage, the way his grip tightens around your dick and the press of that one finger before he eases it out and pushes back in, a second joining the first.

There's also a low sound in his throat as his own cock brushes up against the back of your thigh -- hard, hot, wanting.

He keeps this up, feeling you up with firm and decisive strokes as he lets his fingers fuck your ass, the occasional nip along hip and spine shifting to his mouth pressing firmly against the nape of your neck when he stretches you out a little more and carefully slips a third digit in. ]


You're so tight. [ His voice quivers against your skin. His body is aligned with yours now, so much that he only needs to take those fingers away to replace with the length of him which, by the way, you'll probably note is now pressed along one of your inner thighs. ]

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