"Please--" His voice breaks in a moan as Caleb makes that affirmation. Yussa trembles and he struggles to keep his hands where they are. He wants to plunge his fingers into his cunt if Caleb won't give him his cock, but that is not his decision to make. Not tonight.
"I need you in my cunt," he whispers, voice strained as Caleb gets more desperate in the way he moves. His body tightens round his lover's cock and the fullness he feels only amplifies how empty he is elsewhere. Yussa grinds weakly against the bed, not quite able to find the same satisfaction there as he did when Caleb's hand was tucked beneath him. He probably could if he tried harder, but he is more interested in feeling Caleb come.
His hand drops away from Caleb's thigh to brace more against the bed, keeping him steady as Caleb fucks him like he means to put him through the very fine mattress beneath them.
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"I need you in my cunt," he whispers, voice strained as Caleb gets more desperate in the way he moves. His body tightens round his lover's cock and the fullness he feels only amplifies how empty he is elsewhere. Yussa grinds weakly against the bed, not quite able to find the same satisfaction there as he did when Caleb's hand was tucked beneath him. He probably could if he tried harder, but he is more interested in feeling Caleb come.
His hand drops away from Caleb's thigh to brace more against the bed, keeping him steady as Caleb fucks him like he means to put him through the very fine mattress beneath them.