[ Unconsciously, he lets out a small, dismayed noise as she pulls away, though he quiets soon enough as she presses against him, his cock caught between them where it curves toward his own stomach. A noise gets punched out of him, and his hands come to rest on her hips. His eyes go half-lidded as he ruts against her. ]
Whatever you want.
[ And that's not an answer, but seriously, whatever is good enough for him, at this point. A part of him thinks he could probably come like this, grinding himself against her stomach. Hell, she could leave him to his own devices, if she really wanted. Water drips down his face, falling in rivulets down their bodies, and his skin feels overheated, stretched too thin and made oversensitive. ]
no subject
Whatever you want.
[ And that's not an answer, but seriously, whatever is good enough for him, at this point. A part of him thinks he could probably come like this, grinding himself against her stomach. Hell, she could leave him to his own devices, if she really wanted. Water drips down his face, falling in rivulets down their bodies, and his skin feels overheated, stretched too thin and made oversensitive. ]