The sound escapes him involuntarily. He immediately clamps his mouth shut, biting hard on his lower lip. His body is rigid with tension, back arching slightly off the couch cushions as her fingers stroke along the prostate. Gods, please, he thinks. His chest heaves as he tries to breathe. How could he have possibly imagined making it home and dealing with this alone?
"Ir--" He groans in frustration, ending on what embarrassingly sounds like a whimper. His eyes can't quite focus on her as he gazes upwards.
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The sound escapes him involuntarily. He immediately clamps his mouth shut, biting hard on his lower lip. His body is rigid with tension, back arching slightly off the couch cushions as her fingers stroke along the prostate. Gods, please, he thinks. His chest heaves as he tries to breathe. How could he have possibly imagined making it home and dealing with this alone?
"Ir--" He groans in frustration, ending on what embarrassingly sounds like a whimper. His eyes can't quite focus on her as he gazes upwards.