[ when he comes, he's ready for it, sliding his mouth around him to swallow, and this, too, is so familiar to him that he doesn't question it. there's a little that runs down his chin, but it's not the worst thing that could happen, drawing away when he's satisfied and rubbing at the excess, tongue licking at the corners. climbing back up into peter's lap is even harder than getting onto the floor though, arousal still sharp and his body aching with want. he presses his face against the curve of peter's neck, kissing and tasting sweat as he rubs himself against him. ]
You're so hot. [ it's a soft murmur, fingers sliding between them in an attempt to unzip his skinny jeans and ease some of the pressure between his legs. ]
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You're so hot. [ it's a soft murmur, fingers sliding between them in an attempt to unzip his skinny jeans and ease some of the pressure between his legs. ]