[It's an unusual position for Jim to be in, having no other choice than to lie still, be patient and compliant. He can't say he's got any complaints; removing his usual impatience and insistence on being right in the middle of things forces him to savor each moment, let each sensation wash over him.
And God, do they feel good--especially those moments where he can feel extra suction, his husband's mouth tighter around him. He groans, head tipping back by degrees, eyes closed.]
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And God, do they feel good--especially those moments where he can feel extra suction, his husband's mouth tighter around him. He groans, head tipping back by degrees, eyes closed.]
...I love you.