[ You better be is murmured playfully over those lips before they retreat, and then there's nothing to do but give into what every nerve-ending in his body is screaming for, sinking into Hiccup with a single thrust that takes his breath away. The easing of his fingers has certainly helped a little but he's still tighthotwet, dredging up a groan with each rock of Jack's hips as he pushes his way in until there's nothing left, he's buried and panting and grasping Hiccup's hair for traction. ]
Oh, fuck ...
[ Biting his lip, he pushes his face against a shoulder and tries to hold still, his grip on a thigh meant to bruise. Near dazedly, he moans again. ]
Hic, are you alright?
[ Please, he thinks. I need you. Reflexively, he gives a shallow thrust of a few inches, just to feel the friction of needing to force him open. ]
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Oh, fuck ...
[ Biting his lip, he pushes his face against a shoulder and tries to hold still, his grip on a thigh meant to bruise. Near dazedly, he moans again. ]
Hic, are you alright?
[ Please, he thinks. I need you. Reflexively, he gives a shallow thrust of a few inches, just to feel the friction of needing to force him open. ]