The bites were welcomed, they kept him securely tied to this moment which he needed because his mind was more than a little frazzled due to a series of traumatic world-ending events. There were so many things he didn't realize he'd missed until then; how good, yet annoying, those bites were, how soft and thick Vin's lips were, how wet his mouth was, how his moans were porno-quality and that made Vex's dick throb in his trousers.
It was great to be between those legs again. Long, skinny, awkward legs that shouldn't be sexy but they were when wrapped up in denim. Denim that needed to be gone, more than gone, on the ceiling for all Vex cared, but off his boy's body as soon as bloody possible. His. If they weren't careful they were going to roll right onto that gun, and they weren't careful so it did get shoved a few times but thankfully it didn't go off. His dick was freed during those desperate movements, and Vin's trousers were well on their way to being tugged down his hips.
He broke away so he could pull them the rest of the way off, not caring a whit if he tumbled feet-over-head, he'd pull him back by his ankles to hook them around his waist so their naked cocks could press together when he came down, flush against him. More kisses, less breathing, and he muttered something between the swipes of his hungry tongue over Vin's teeth. ]
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pls, vex isn't rafa, he always has lubeThe bites were welcomed, they kept him securely tied to this moment which he needed because his mind was more than a little frazzled due to a series of traumatic world-ending events. There were so many things he didn't realize he'd missed until then; how good, yet annoying, those bites were, how soft and thick Vin's lips were, how wet his mouth was, how his moans were porno-quality and that made Vex's dick throb in his trousers.
It was great to be between those legs again. Long, skinny, awkward legs that shouldn't be sexy but they were when wrapped up in denim. Denim that needed to be gone, more than gone, on the ceiling for all Vex cared, but off his boy's body as soon as bloody possible. His. If they weren't careful they were going to roll right onto that gun, and they weren't careful so it did get shoved a few times but thankfully it didn't go off. His dick was freed during those desperate movements, and Vin's trousers were well on their way to being tugged down his hips.
He broke away so he could pull them the rest of the way off, not caring a whit if he tumbled feet-over-head, he'd pull him back by his ankles to hook them around his waist so their naked cocks could press together when he came down, flush against him. More kisses, less breathing, and he muttered something between the swipes of his hungry tongue over Vin's teeth. ]
Bugger 'em, you're mine.
[ Stupid Vex. ]