[Dean ought to know better than to think Clark would be so easily satisfied. One orgasm was never enough to conquer his mighty cock and Dean is the only one who has ever had the luxury of knowing that because being fucked several times in a row and stretched so far open isn't exactly something anyone else has in common with the older man.]
Starting to lose faith in me already, Dean?
[Dean wraps around him nicely, bracing himself for each hard thrust that gets pushed into him. He's just as much a safe haven for Clark as he is to Dean and refuses to let anything tear them apart. In fact, he really doesn't want Dean letting go of him and bites against his lip when he feels his hands near Clark's ass, pushing into him more fiercely at his urging.]
Just me...
[He's glad and just hearing it makes his heart want to explode in his chest in such a pleasant way. On top of that, Dean being wrapped tightly around him in more than one way drives him insane all the time and it takes all his strength not to rip their headboard to pieces when he reaches up for it to better fuck his lover's brains out. The pads of his thumbs do cause some splintering, especially with how close he is to coming again.
His eyes squeeze shut and Clark fucks into Dean like never before, too fast and too hard to be normal and he just hopes the shorter man is too far out of it to realize what the hell is happening-- And then just like that Clark is shouting again and it's Dean's name on his lips, the headboard screams underneath his barely controlled grip as he creams inside of the other, thick and hot and powerful enough to leave Clark winded. His body is glistening with sweat and come, hair sticking to his forehead, then he drops back down against Dean murmuring unintelligible things into his messy chest, licking lazily at the smeared come and still panting.]
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Starting to lose faith in me already, Dean?
[Dean wraps around him nicely, bracing himself for each hard thrust that gets pushed into him. He's just as much a safe haven for Clark as he is to Dean and refuses to let anything tear them apart. In fact, he really doesn't want Dean letting go of him and bites against his lip when he feels his hands near Clark's ass, pushing into him more fiercely at his urging.]
Just me...
[He's glad and just hearing it makes his heart want to explode in his chest in such a pleasant way. On top of that, Dean being wrapped tightly around him in more than one way drives him insane all the time and it takes all his strength not to rip their headboard to pieces when he reaches up for it to better fuck his lover's brains out. The pads of his thumbs do cause some splintering, especially with how close he is to coming again.
His eyes squeeze shut and Clark fucks into Dean like never before, too fast and too hard to be normal and he just hopes the shorter man is too far out of it to realize what the hell is happening-- And then just like that Clark is shouting again and it's Dean's name on his lips, the headboard screams underneath his barely controlled grip as he creams inside of the other, thick and hot and powerful enough to leave Clark winded. His body is glistening with sweat and come, hair sticking to his forehead, then he drops back down against Dean murmuring unintelligible things into his messy chest, licking lazily at the smeared come and still panting.]