Taras exhaled in a soft groan, rough and involuntary.
He arched his back without meaning to. It made his ass tense around Lasha's cock. His eyes opened wide, slightly dazed.
He had not known it would be like this.
Lasha moved decisively against him, the head of his cock searing a path along the rift of his ass. Taras was vulnerable there, and blindingly sensitive. Every pass of Lasha's cock sent sharp pulses of heat into him.
"It's like that," he whispered, breath and body shaking. "I can't help it."
Taras kept feeling the impulse to tell Lasha be careful, as if he didn't, Lasha might become lost in the moment and revert to instinct, pause and try to press the head of his cock into the soft furrowed eyelet of his intimate opening.
The thought had only been vaguely disturbing before. Now it seemed all too possible.
His fists twisted into the sheets.
"Khorosho?" he whispered. "Is this good? Is this what you want?"
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Date: 2009-09-25 05:54 am (UTC)He arched his back without meaning to. It made his ass tense around Lasha's cock. His eyes opened wide, slightly dazed.
He had not known it would be like this.
Lasha moved decisively against him, the head of his cock searing a path along the rift of his ass. Taras was vulnerable there, and blindingly sensitive. Every pass of Lasha's cock sent sharp pulses of heat into him.
"It's like that," he whispered, breath and body shaking. "I can't help it."
Taras kept feeling the impulse to tell Lasha be careful, as if he didn't, Lasha might become lost in the moment and revert to instinct, pause and try to press the head of his cock into the soft furrowed eyelet of his intimate opening.
The thought had only been vaguely disturbing before. Now it seemed all too possible.
His fists twisted into the sheets.
"Khorosho?" he whispered. "Is this good? Is this what you want?"