[ Yeah, just like that. Gabe closes his eyes and breathes out, rocking into it. Chasing the sensation. He likes Daryl's hands, he decides. The calluses, the strength in them. He shivers and obeys, lifting his hips to push his pants down. Briefly, he wonders if Daryl will strip down too or just fuck him like this. Some men like that. Prefer it that way.
And then, quite abruptly, his nanotech cycles back on.
He huffs, grinning at the ache behind his eyes. It pulses. He can center himself now, tell where he is. Orient the world. ]
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And then, quite abruptly, his nanotech cycles back on.
He huffs, grinning at the ache behind his eyes. It pulses. He can center himself now, tell where he is. Orient the world. ]
Don't stop.