[ He can do that. He can lower his fingers to Taylor's hips and dig in there to drag his hips forward. He can dip his head to mouth warmly against his throat before finding the spot where his pulse rabbits softly under his skin, before setting the blunt edge of teeth in to dig and suck.
Slow.
Roll his hips, drag against him--
Slow.
Roll his tongue over his skin--
He can pattern him in bruises to admire and touch for days to come. This is a language he speaks fluently. ]
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Slow.
Roll his hips, drag against him--
Slow.
Roll his tongue over his skin--
He can pattern him in bruises to admire and touch for days to come. This is a language he speaks fluently. ]