[Steve makes a sound at the first thrust, quiet and appreciative, desperate to have Noiz give him what he needs.]
Yeah, make me feel good. [His brows pinch together, mouth falling open. That's what he wants, to be taken. To give someone the control and let them make the choices. The opposite of what'd happened earlier.] Please.
[His thighs shake, hole clenching around Noiz's cock as the head brushes his prostate. Steve pulls Noiz's hips in and holds him there, breathing unsteady.]
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Yeah, make me feel good. [His brows pinch together, mouth falling open. That's what he wants, to be taken. To give someone the control and let them make the choices. The opposite of what'd happened earlier.] Please.
[His thighs shake, hole clenching around Noiz's cock as the head brushes his prostate. Steve pulls Noiz's hips in and holds him there, breathing unsteady.]
You feel so good.