The thrust has Raju grunting and tightening his grip around Francis' hand again, and he laughs as Francis does. "So do you," he admits, biting his lip over a smile. He's aware that he almost feels strange about it, doing this, is aware that he could, as much from the, ah, the location that's getting all this attention as the position he's in to do it. But like most other things that people, if they knew, would say that he shouldn't be doing, it does feel good. It feels wonderful, and Francis is here feeling it with him, and the touch of Francis' skin in so many different places is the only thing that keeps all of it from spilling out in anything more dangerous than this wonderful heat glowing through all of him.
He feels wonderful, and he wants to touch. He leans forward again to do it, happily anticipating what that will do to the angle of Francis' cock inside him, as far as he can with one hand pinned to the mattress, wanting to kiss any bit of skin that he can reach. He decides, at the last moment before his mouth connects, that he'd also like to bite a little. He wants more, and that feels somehow the way to get it, and he knows that Francis will understand.
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Date: 2024-10-04 01:06 pm (UTC)He feels wonderful, and he wants to touch. He leans forward again to do it, happily anticipating what that will do to the angle of Francis' cock inside him, as far as he can with one hand pinned to the mattress, wanting to kiss any bit of skin that he can reach. He decides, at the last moment before his mouth connects, that he'd also like to bite a little. He wants more, and that feels somehow the way to get it, and he knows that Francis will understand.