[ Before, there was always something to prove. Some struggle to win the upper hand, or just a furious need to lay claim to something just to have it. This is more than he'd thought possible, more than he could have imagined.
He wouldn't know any of this existed, if not for Taylor.
So he wants to make this as good as he can. He lets those fingers sink over him, squeezing tight and stroking upwards, thumb circling the head before sliding down again. He does still want him to squirm, to moan, to want him as desperately as he wants.
But this isn't just about efficiency, this time. In a strange way, he just wants this to last as long as it can, to linger in this moment with him. ]
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[ Before, there was always something to prove. Some struggle to win the upper hand, or just a furious need to lay claim to something just to have it. This is more than he'd thought possible, more than he could have imagined.
He wouldn't know any of this existed, if not for Taylor.
So he wants to make this as good as he can. He lets those fingers sink over him, squeezing tight and stroking upwards, thumb circling the head before sliding down again. He does still want him to squirm, to moan, to want him as desperately as he wants.
But this isn't just about efficiency, this time. In a strange way, he just wants this to last as long as it can, to linger in this moment with him. ]