infligere: (But time does heal)
Brock Rumlow ([personal profile] infligere) wrote in [community profile] spaces_between 2015-04-04 04:41 am (UTC)

The order rang through him like a bell, and for a moment, he stilled and stopped exactly what he was doing. His body had a single moment of relaxing around the whole of Sam's erection, his own wedged between them. It didn't matter because that single moment of relaxing and not acting like he was going to squeeze his mate right off allowed everything to just slide into place.

Then he was shoved as he teetered with complete fullness, his shoulders hitting the wall with a resounding slap. He groaned and arched, pressing against Wilson's hands as their thrusting caused his hips to jump and rock again. He managed to claw at his alpha's chest, trying to drag himself closer as the impulse to bear his neck and the other impulse to bite overrode all reason.

His hips were soon just rolling, unable to pull back, but the intensity of being filled and forced to widen to accept a knot at all glazed his eyes as he breathed gulping breaths and howled in pleasure as he came between them. His walls clamped around his mate, locking Wilson in place as his hands seized his alpha's upper arms to just hold onto something as he was set adrift in the most pleasure mind-bending experience ever, making nothing in the way of a coherent noise.

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