[raven's thighs tremble and he lets out a gasp as dante slides in, segueing into a breathy moan]

Dante...

[he chuckles, pleased knowing dante likes hearing him say his name, and he lifts his hips to meet him. the pressure is good, relentless as it is, and raven can feel his core throbbing the more he's filled. he winds his arms around dante's shoulders, one hand threading into his hair]

Ah, oh...!