[ he tries to answer, he really does, but the only sound to leave him is a soft groan of assurance, shaking as he tries to get his body to relax. it's not uncomfortable, but there's definitely some tightness there he can feel, eyes squeezing shut beneath the fall of the water as peter fucks into him. he wants to ask why this is so good, why he just wants to keep doing this and stay like this. yet, he can't really voice it, leaning forward to brace both hands against the wall in front of him in an effort to keep himself standing. it's so hot, it's like he doesn't even really feel the water anymore.ย
another soft noise leaves him that echoes in the shower, and he presses back into the way peter moves, unable to do much besides shift his hips and sigh with the pressure of his cock sliding into him and then out again. ] More – [ it falls out of his mouth on a moan, muscles clenching just a little, and he grinds back against him, still surprised he hasn't felt his legs give from how good it feels. ]
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another soft noise leaves him that echoes in the shower, and he presses back into the way peter moves, unable to do much besides shift his hips and sigh with the pressure of his cock sliding into him and then out again. ] More – [ it falls out of his mouth on a moan, muscles clenching just a little, and he grinds back against him, still surprised he hasn't felt his legs give from how good it feels. ]