peter watches quentin with clear interest, hungrily taking in every bit of skin as he strips himself down. he takes note of the markings, but he doesn't dwell... time and a place, and right now, there are far more important things for his eyes to focus on. ]
Oh, am I that predictable? [ he gives a wry little smile, hands lifting to rest at quentin's sides, just above the notch of his hipbones. he almost has half a mind to pull them close again, but the trail of quentin's lips signals another path, one that he eagerly follows. by now, his cock is fully erect, and twitching in response as he's pushed against the wall— sue him, he likes it a little rough. ] I would've swooned if I wasn't worried about a face full of pavement.
[ peter huffs a laugh and draws a hand into quentin's hair, combing through and gripping lightly. ]
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peter watches quentin with clear interest, hungrily taking in every bit of skin as he strips himself down. he takes note of the markings, but he doesn't dwell... time and a place, and right now, there are far more important things for his eyes to focus on. ]
Oh, am I that predictable? [ he gives a wry little smile, hands lifting to rest at quentin's sides, just above the notch of his hipbones. he almost has half a mind to pull them close again, but the trail of quentin's lips signals another path, one that he eagerly follows. by now, his cock is fully erect, and twitching in response as he's pushed against the wall— sue him, he likes it a little rough. ] I would've swooned if I wasn't worried about a face full of pavement.
[ peter huffs a laugh and draws a hand into quentin's hair, combing through and gripping lightly. ]