[ Scout hardly knows he's bothering the other man. He's pretty single-minded right now about getting his pleasure, if maintaining a timeframe.
Driving him even farther down the other man's throat, he can hardly handle himself, even beginning to twist a little at the hips and digging his heels into the Spy's shoulders. He's got the fingers that aren't in Spy's hair in the man's own bedspread, clenching up the thin comforter.
He calls Spy every name under the damn sun. And he comes, hard, without warning, right down the other man's throat, his face buried in the crook of his arm and his fist clenching in the other's hair. It didn't take him terribly long. As far as he knows, it's been seconds past.
But for the moment, he doesn't care. He almost wilts against the bedspread, spent, all grips going slack as he tries to breathe again. Ok. So. THAT just happened. He's not ready to deal with it just yet. ]
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Driving him even farther down the other man's throat, he can hardly handle himself, even beginning to twist a little at the hips and digging his heels into the Spy's shoulders. He's got the fingers that aren't in Spy's hair in the man's own bedspread, clenching up the thin comforter.
He calls Spy every name under the damn sun. And he comes, hard, without warning, right down the other man's throat, his face buried in the crook of his arm and his fist clenching in the other's hair. It didn't take him terribly long. As far as he knows, it's been seconds past.
But for the moment, he doesn't care. He almost wilts against the bedspread, spent, all grips going slack as he tries to breathe again. Ok. So. THAT just happened. He's not ready to deal with it just yet. ]