I'm trying to enjoy my boyfriend, we're at a stalemate.
[ Laughter vibrates against freckled skin, a nose squashing into the dip of a shoulder before he purrs his way back up to molest an ear with his lips and teeth. ]
Not that I don't want you inside me, because I do. I really do. But don't you think I've thought about having you, Hic? [ A nip closes on a lobe, tugged through a growl that isn't entirely for show. ] I keep thinking about tying your hands up and running ice-cubes all over your body, all over your hard nipples and along your cock. You'd like the sting of the cold, I'd bet. I'd apologize by letting you fuck my hand to warm up again, melting it with each helpless thrust since you want to be touched, don't you? You love it.
[ His attention noses south, biting at a pulse as if daring it to go so slowly, wet noises coming from the new lovebite. At Hiccup's back he ought to feel the drag of nails hauling him into the heavy weight over his lap.
Jack breathes hotly down a throat. ]
One night, I want to fuck you open on the ice rink under the stars and watch you get red with the touch of the frost on your soft skin, and when it hurts too bad you're whining loud enough for people to hear I'd let you roll over and ride me until you came and came ...
Then I'd keep fucking you because you didn't want to get off my cock like the greedy asshole you are.
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[ Laughter vibrates against freckled skin, a nose squashing into the dip of a shoulder before he purrs his way back up to molest an ear with his lips and teeth. ]
Not that I don't want you inside me, because I do. I really do. But don't you think I've thought about having you, Hic? [ A nip closes on a lobe, tugged through a growl that isn't entirely for show. ] I keep thinking about tying your hands up and running ice-cubes all over your body, all over your hard nipples and along your cock. You'd like the sting of the cold, I'd bet. I'd apologize by letting you fuck my hand to warm up again, melting it with each helpless thrust since you want to be touched, don't you? You love it.
[ His attention noses south, biting at a pulse as if daring it to go so slowly, wet noises coming from the new lovebite. At Hiccup's back he ought to feel the drag of nails hauling him into the heavy weight over his lap.
Jack breathes hotly down a throat. ]
One night, I want to fuck you open on the ice rink under the stars and watch you get red with the touch of the frost on your soft skin, and when it hurts too bad you're whining loud enough for people to hear I'd let you roll over and ride me until you came and came ...
Then I'd keep fucking you because you didn't want to get off my cock like the greedy asshole you are.