Honestly, he would like it any way with Lennon, because it's with Lennon. But everything that he's doing feels so good, causing Daeshim to cry out a little louder than he means to. There will surely be a mark on his neck from all of Lennon's attention, and he can expect to find Daeshim staring at it in the mirror tomorrow, touching the tenderness of it, almost fascinated.
The quicker thrusts that keep pounding him in just the right spot, the way the toy is buried deep within him, the friction between them...the tension is quickly building in him, robbing him of his breath. It makes him clench and tighten around the human with his arms and legs both, trying to ride out the storm. There is a thought, one that would probably infuriate the human even more. It's the thought of pushing Lennon back, pushing him onto his back and then climbing on top of him to-
It turns out to be his undoing. Daeshim shudders, nearly strangling on his own cry as he comes between them.
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Honestly, he would like it any way with Lennon, because it's with Lennon. But everything that he's doing feels so good, causing Daeshim to cry out a little louder than he means to. There will surely be a mark on his neck from all of Lennon's attention, and he can expect to find Daeshim staring at it in the mirror tomorrow, touching the tenderness of it, almost fascinated.
The quicker thrusts that keep pounding him in just the right spot, the way the toy is buried deep within him, the friction between them...the tension is quickly building in him, robbing him of his breath. It makes him clench and tighten around the human with his arms and legs both, trying to ride out the storm. There is a thought, one that would probably infuriate the human even more. It's the thought of pushing Lennon back, pushing him onto his back and then climbing on top of him to-
It turns out to be his undoing. Daeshim shudders, nearly strangling on his own cry as he comes between them.