[ He's focused, so focused on keeping up with Peter's pleasure--slicking his thumb along the slit, dropping his shoulder so that he can keep his fingers right there--that he doesn't bother keeping what's on his mind from just falling out of his mouth. ] Oh, pretty. Oh--
[ It's an ego boost, to say the least, for someone like this to be unwinding in his hands. His mind makes a fuzzy note of where Peter's hands travel, but Quentin is too fixated on the fact that he's doing that. ]
Lemme see. Peter, come on, lemme see you. [ Hoarse, demanded in a breath, working over his cock steady and quick, pulsing into him deep and precise. ] Lemme hear it. Show me. Come on.
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[ It's an ego boost, to say the least, for someone like this to be unwinding in his hands. His mind makes a fuzzy note of where Peter's hands travel, but Quentin is too fixated on the fact that he's doing that. ]
Lemme see. Peter, come on, lemme see you. [ Hoarse, demanded in a breath, working over his cock steady and quick, pulsing into him deep and precise. ] Lemme hear it. Show me. Come on.