[ Will gets what he wants: shuddering anew, Strohl plunges deeper, rocking into the heady heat of Will's lovely, welcoming body. He can't keep himself from squeezing Will's thighs in unison with Will's movements as his thrusts come faster, just as covetous of Will, eager to stay as close as he possibly can. His cock throbs against the fresh bursts of friction of skin on skin whenever Will's insides tighten around him.
He really won't last much longer now, what with Will helping him along, but he's stubbornly trying to draw it out while there's so much of each other to feel and lose themselves in together. ]
Well, I'd say that's because you can't see yourself.
[ Strohl breathes out a chuckle, fondly, a little bashful. He's not protesting, exactly, considering that there's always a thrill in knowing that Will likes what he sees and feels, but he wishes that he could show Will just what he means.
Wrapped in Will, filling him up with everything that he has for Will alone, he's treated to the best view of it. Every arch of Will's back, the way his soft lips part and his eyes lid, the slender lines of his neck... All of Will is so beautiful. ]
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He really won't last much longer now, what with Will helping him along, but he's stubbornly trying to draw it out while there's so much of each other to feel and lose themselves in together. ]
Well, I'd say that's because you can't see yourself.
[ Strohl breathes out a chuckle, fondly, a little bashful. He's not protesting, exactly, considering that there's always a thrill in knowing that Will likes what he sees and feels, but he wishes that he could show Will just what he means.
Wrapped in Will, filling him up with everything that he has for Will alone, he's treated to the best view of it. Every arch of Will's back, the way his soft lips part and his eyes lid, the slender lines of his neck... All of Will is so beautiful. ]