[his eyelids flutter as he feels dante's cock teasing him, rubbing against his clit, and he can't hide the needy sound he lets out in response. he quickly tosses off his pants, which land in the sand somewhere nearby, so that he can try and wrap his bare legs around dante's hips. his tattoos swirl about restlessly, along his inner thighs, as though reaching for dante's cock]
'Ve told you before -- how good my name sounds like that, right?
[ there's definitely a bit of ego to that, but it's probably not surprising for Raven to hear either. despite the ego his voice is throaty and how hard he's pushing down against him betrays how much he wants him.
there's little more ceremony or time wasted to how he takes a hold of Raven's hips and lines himself up, bracing his cock against his entrance before finally -- finally pushing in. it's just the tip at first but he's not slowing after that, sheathing himself with a smooth thrust. ]
[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]
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devilmightcare) wrote2020-03-31 05:28 pm
Re: Day 314, night
Dante...
Re: Day 314, night
[ there's definitely a bit of ego to that, but it's probably not surprising for Raven to hear either. despite the ego his voice is throaty and how hard he's pushing down against him betrays how much he wants him.
there's little more ceremony or time wasted to how he takes a hold of Raven's hips and lines himself up, bracing his cock against his entrance before finally -- finally pushing in. it's just the tip at first but he's not slowing after that, sheathing himself with a smooth thrust. ]
Re: Day 314, night
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...!