There’s a low, deeply pleased hum in his throat as that marks work into his skin, fingers briefly tightening in his hair. It’s been clear to him that Gustavain has a very good idea of what he’s doing up until now, from the way he touches and kisses just to the way he moves, but he’s still not quite prepared for the ease of it all. Which means when he’s quite suddenly taken as deep as he is, there’s something of a startled noise before it turns deeply pleasured.
“Gods,” he gasps out, one of his hands sliding down to briefly cradle his face before resting on his shoulder, gripping tightly there. Any thoughts he might have had about anything else in this moment are thoroughly gone, focused entirely on the present.
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Date: 2021-04-10 08:47 pm (UTC)“Gods,” he gasps out, one of his hands sliding down to briefly cradle his face before resting on his shoulder, gripping tightly there. Any thoughts he might have had about anything else in this moment are thoroughly gone, focused entirely on the present.