[ Elan bites down on his own lower lip as he feels Hiyori grind in to meet him. It is a bit of a struggle, at least at first. No prep makes it a bit harder. But he doesn't mind that right now. It's what he wants. So his breath eases out in a low sigh and he keeps rocking back, his body taking more and more of Hiyori. Bit by bit. Until finally he settles back against him, feeling full and stretched and warm and...
Well.
He won't use the l-word.
But he does take a deep breath, still bracing himself with a hand. ]
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Well.
He won't use the l-word.
But he does take a deep breath, still bracing himself with a hand. ]
How's that feel?