[ yeah, he's still red to his ears and trying to play it cool, whatever. his fingers find daan's shirt, curling into the fabric and clenching tightly. his hips shift, and he's leaning into his touch all the more as the heat trickles into the pit of his stomach. ]
Mmm... [ it's humiliating to admit, but-- ] Lot of things, and lots of ways. Me inside you, you inside me. On the bed, against the wall, over a counter, in public-- just...wanted us to touch each other -- and not stop.
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[ yeah, he's still red to his ears and trying to play it cool, whatever. his fingers find daan's shirt, curling into the fabric and clenching tightly. his hips shift, and he's leaning into his touch all the more as the heat trickles into the pit of his stomach. ]
Mmm... [ it's humiliating to admit, but-- ] Lot of things, and lots of ways. Me inside you, you inside me. On the bed, against the wall, over a counter, in public-- just...wanted us to touch each other -- and not stop.