[Neediness is definitely a word that describes them both about now. Their lips meet and Viktor welcomes Brad with a deep hunger. As if he could drink him in, body and mind and soul. As if he could drink in some of that perfection he seems so taken with.
Since the man isn't putting his weight on him, Viktor uses what strength his arms have to leverage against him. Anchoring into his shoulders and back, Viktor can move his hips to match Brad's pace. He's so eager to match him anyway he can. Their physical differences are in start relief all tangled up with one another, but Viktor can meet Brad one-to-one for eagerness. Desperation. Passion. Things that really matter for good sex.
Not that Brad's raw physicality hurts with that. Everything feels so amplified, loud and only growing. Viktor can hear his own heart pounding in his chest, his own panting breathes caught only briefly between each kiss and lash of tongue,]
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Since the man isn't putting his weight on him, Viktor uses what strength his arms have to leverage against him. Anchoring into his shoulders and back, Viktor can move his hips to match Brad's pace. He's so eager to match him anyway he can. Their physical differences are in start relief all tangled up with one another, but Viktor can meet Brad one-to-one for eagerness. Desperation. Passion. Things that really matter for good sex.
Not that Brad's raw physicality hurts with that. Everything feels so amplified, loud and only growing. Viktor can hear his own heart pounding in his chest, his own panting breathes caught only briefly between each kiss and lash of tongue,]