Almost no time at all, really, Gustavain adjusting very quickly to the preparation, clearly both knowing what to do to make this easier on himself and also in no mood to wait. All fighting aside, real and playful, he goes completely pliant for Phillip when he actually lines up and presses in, eyes locked on his right up until the moment he has to tip his head back on the pillows and let out a low groan. It sounds a bit more overwhelmed than pleasured for a moment, thin with a lack of air, but it's clear from the way he moves, the way he shifts and adjust his hips, that the remedy is more motion, not less.
He'll end up with one long leg hiked up around Phillip's waist before too long, pulling him in against him with each thrust. His hands finally reach up and drag Phillip's head down, first for a kiss and then to press against his neck again,
"Do that again," the taunting Ascian on the end is silent, more for Phillip's sake than his own, really, but it's heavily implied in the tone of the rest of it. "Cover me in them."
This is absolute madness. This isn't just some young lover's tryst, even though that's actually also absolutely what this is. But there's a gnawing hunger opening up in him-- suddenly that first time and now again, slowly, with the feeling of Phillip moving inside of him.
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Date: 2021-05-18 11:59 pm (UTC)He'll end up with one long leg hiked up around Phillip's waist before too long, pulling him in against him with each thrust. His hands finally reach up and drag Phillip's head down, first for a kiss and then to press against his neck again,
"Do that again," the taunting Ascian on the end is silent, more for Phillip's sake than his own, really, but it's heavily implied in the tone of the rest of it. "Cover me in them."
This is absolute madness. This isn't just some young lover's tryst, even though that's actually also absolutely what this is. But there's a gnawing hunger opening up in him-- suddenly that first time and now again, slowly, with the feeling of Phillip moving inside of him.
Mark me. Claim me.