[That's Brad for you: rules can be bent when it suits him.]
Just a guess. You-
[He stutters a bit there, trying to keep down a moan that tries to bubble out of him when he grinds down at a particularly good angle. If he didn't know better, he would think Viktor was aiming at his prostrate on purpose.]
-fuck, that's so good. Even without touching me you're driving me crazy.
[Sweat is beading up on his forehead, neck, and shoulders, rolling down his back and making him shine in the morning light. Even as naked as he is, he can still feel the heat. He lets his eyelids slip down as he focuses on the warmth within him, building with each slide of his hips.]
no subject
Just a guess. You-
[He stutters a bit there, trying to keep down a moan that tries to bubble out of him when he grinds down at a particularly good angle. If he didn't know better, he would think Viktor was aiming at his prostrate on purpose.]
-fuck, that's so good. Even without touching me you're driving me crazy.
[Sweat is beading up on his forehead, neck, and shoulders, rolling down his back and making him shine in the morning light. Even as naked as he is, he can still feel the heat. He lets his eyelids slip down as he focuses on the warmth within him, building with each slide of his hips.]