[ It's good -- it feels amazing, and incredible - even more so because Sorey and Mikleo are doing this together. Free hand moves to sheets, fingers clenching around them tightly as he muster. Toes curl, Mikleo wanting nothing more than to melt completely and utterly into Sorey's touch.
Still - that heat is almost unbearable. It's only grown hotter in the most intoxicating way possible, curling into his stomach and further settling into his groin. He doesn't break the movement between them despite that, feeling only more motivated to keep that sensation going strong. He can't help but wonder: did Sorey feel this too? Was it as sweetly overwhelming, as good for him , too? ]
Sorey-- Sorey-- [ He calls, reaching to cup face with that hand that had been around sheet, pressing a kiss to lips. ] I'm close. [ He warns. ]
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Date: 2019-01-03 03:54 am (UTC)Still - that heat is almost unbearable. It's only grown hotter in the most intoxicating way possible, curling into his stomach and further settling into his groin. He doesn't break the movement between them despite that, feeling only more motivated to keep that sensation going strong. He can't help but wonder: did Sorey feel this too? Was it as sweetly overwhelming, as good for him , too? ]
Sorey-- Sorey-- [ He calls, reaching to cup face with that hand that had been around sheet, pressing a kiss to lips. ] I'm close. [ He warns. ]