[ He could give instructions, but really, where's the fun in that? James vastly prefers the way Peter goes about it, tugging and yanking and shoving until he has him where he wants him, with his face and stomach pressed to the bed, then his hips lifted just enough that he can feel Peter's cock fitting between his ass cheeks. ]
Fuck... [ He practically moans, eyes closing briefly as he grinds back against the cradle of Peter's hips almost immediately. He can feel his hardening cock rubbing against his crack and he tries to reach behind himself to help press it harder against skin, offer more friction.
Although part of him can't help but wonder whether Peter might not like that, and if he'll do something to keep his hands out of the way. ]
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Fuck... [ He practically moans, eyes closing briefly as he grinds back against the cradle of Peter's hips almost immediately. He can feel his hardening cock rubbing against his crack and he tries to reach behind himself to help press it harder against skin, offer more friction.
Although part of him can't help but wonder whether Peter might not like that, and if he'll do something to keep his hands out of the way. ]