He has little doubt that the first chance Rama gets he’s going to pin Crozier down and do exactly what was done to him, but he’s far too distracted to imagine it. Where Rama is a little embarrassed but mostly giddy, Crozier is simply overcome. Feeling Rama clench down on his fingers, the heat and the perfect pressure, has made him absolutely dizzy with want.
He presses a kiss to his neck and one to his shoulder as he eases his fingers back out of him, gripping Ram’s hips and using that strong hold from his thighs to position himself between his legs. Even typical logistical thinking is gone out the window - he doesn’t care about angles or fitting them together just-so, he just needs to slip into Ram, to be inside of him and feel for himself just how good this is.
Chest leaning forward slightly, hands still using Rama’s leg and hip for balance, he pauses to catch his breath when he makes that first slow ease into him. Not all the way, not quite yet, but just enough that Crozier is sorely tempted to snap his hips and drive himself in all the way up to the hilt. “Fucking hell,” he exhales.
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Date: 2024-10-02 12:03 am (UTC)He has little doubt that the first chance Rama gets he’s going to pin Crozier down and do exactly what was done to him, but he’s far too distracted to imagine it. Where Rama is a little embarrassed but mostly giddy, Crozier is simply overcome. Feeling Rama clench down on his fingers, the heat and the perfect pressure, has made him absolutely dizzy with want.
He presses a kiss to his neck and one to his shoulder as he eases his fingers back out of him, gripping Ram’s hips and using that strong hold from his thighs to position himself between his legs. Even typical logistical thinking is gone out the window - he doesn’t care about angles or fitting them together just-so, he just needs to slip into Ram, to be inside of him and feel for himself just how good this is.
Chest leaning forward slightly, hands still using Rama’s leg and hip for balance, he pauses to catch his breath when he makes that first slow ease into him. Not all the way, not quite yet, but just enough that Crozier is sorely tempted to snap his hips and drive himself in all the way up to the hilt. “Fucking hell,” he exhales.