[ Taylor's eyes, his stuttered noises, his body squeezing down around him and the catch of sweat between his thighs where they rub against his waist.
Locus digs his heels into the bed for purchase, lifting his hips to meet him when he bears down and takes him deep, with a liquid sort of grace that seems nearly impossible. This incredible creature, this soldier, this thief, this man is one of the few with Locus's heart twisted around his pinky finger. Anything, everything, it's his for the asking, and Locus wouldn't hesitate for a moment.
That should be frightening, given what he's been through. Who held that power in the past.
But he's not afraid of this, of him. Not anymore. ]
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Locus digs his heels into the bed for purchase, lifting his hips to meet him when he bears down and takes him deep, with a liquid sort of grace that seems nearly impossible. This incredible creature, this soldier, this thief, this man is one of the few with Locus's heart twisted around his pinky finger. Anything, everything, it's his for the asking, and Locus wouldn't hesitate for a moment.
That should be frightening, given what he's been through. Who held that power in the past.
But he's not afraid of this, of him. Not anymore. ]