[ he manages to groan out Ren's name, voice rough from the tug in his abdomen and want. shit!! that feels fucking good, teeth scraping roughly into his shoulder. it spurs him on, jerking his hips and angling himself so that he can hit where Ren had been trying to get him before.
there's a small part of him that wonders how up to a round two Ren would be, but there's the matter of finishing this first. the sweat that's settled across his arms and forehead is cold, crisp, and it feels fucking great. hands slide up to settle on his lower back, so that he can keep Ren more balanced rather than pull him towards him. he's thrusting back so nice, he doesn't need the help. ]
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[ he manages to groan out Ren's name, voice rough from the tug in his abdomen and want. shit!! that feels fucking good, teeth scraping roughly into his shoulder. it spurs him on, jerking his hips and angling himself so that he can hit where Ren had been trying to get him before.
there's a small part of him that wonders how up to a round two Ren would be, but there's the matter of finishing this first. the sweat that's settled across his arms and forehead is cold, crisp, and it feels fucking great. hands slide up to settle on his lower back, so that he can keep Ren more balanced rather than pull him towards him. he's thrusting back so nice, he doesn't need the help. ]