[ Peter's hardly surprised when Poe bucks, when he squirms and writhes. He presses down more firmly, more pointedly, maintaining his grip to keep Poe from freeing himself too soon. ]
What, first I'm a tease, now I'm going too fast?
[ Peter heaves out a dramatic sigh, but that feral grin stays on his face. He doesn't let up, keeping his fingers exactly where they are, circling Poe's prostate.
He's used to falling into a more dominant role when he falls into bed with someone. He likes making people feel good, and given all the shit Poe gets up to, Peter doesn't doubt for a second that the guy needs some stress relief, that he needs someone else to take the reins for a little while. ]
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What, first I'm a tease, now I'm going too fast?
[ Peter heaves out a dramatic sigh, but that feral grin stays on his face. He doesn't let up, keeping his fingers exactly where they are, circling Poe's prostate.
He's used to falling into a more dominant role when he falls into bed with someone. He likes making people feel good, and given all the shit Poe gets up to, Peter doesn't doubt for a second that the guy needs some stress relief, that he needs someone else to take the reins for a little while. ]
You're really sending mixed signals tonight.