A little, dirty (but not guilty) part of him almost wanted to hear Guy say it, to give him permission, but this was better, this was exactly what he needed. Trembling, his hips thrust upwards once, twice and it was all that he could do to hold onto it at all.
"I'm going to come," he said, half warning, half the joy of letting his mouth run away from him.
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Date: 2012-11-09 06:50 pm (UTC)"I'm going to come," he said, half warning, half the joy of letting his mouth run away from him.