{ too bad, that's the start of many things he'll say as he lets himself drown in the other. his lips stay parted, struggling for air with every grind of thoma's body against his own. a low moan slips out each time, it gaining pitch when thoma manages to hit a certain angle that makes him arch.
he probably looks a sight already, with how his hair is already starting to stick to the side of his face, knuckles going white as he clings to the bedding as he tries to keep himself sane and fails spectacularly.
his side hurts so he can't go too far, but the words are flowing out before he can think of what he's saying. his eyes stay fixed on thoma's face with each one. }
R-right there, please. That feels so good. { his hands reach up, finally letting go of the bedding and instead reaching for thoma, indicating he wants him closer. } Kiss me?
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he probably looks a sight already, with how his hair is already starting to stick to the side of his face, knuckles going white as he clings to the bedding as he tries to keep himself sane and fails spectacularly.
his side hurts so he can't go too far, but the words are flowing out before he can think of what he's saying. his eyes stay fixed on thoma's face with each one. }
R-right there, please. That feels so good. { his hands reach up, finally letting go of the bedding and instead reaching for thoma, indicating he wants him closer. } Kiss me?