disassembling: (WS - Bearing my fangs)
тнє ωιηтєя ѕσℓ∂ιєя ([personal profile] disassembling) wrote in [community profile] spaces_between 2015-03-23 03:38 pm (UTC)

[The pleasure was building to the point of being painful, and he growled and thrashed as Steve pinned him to the tiles. It was perfect, the weight of his mate on him, the deep, hard and demanding thrusting that had his hips rolling and following naturally each shove forward inside of him.

His arms tightened like bruising vices across Steve's back and shoulders, his tail flipping side to side as his body undulated against his mate's, all muscle and colour and proud display. He was getting close to that ultimate pleasure, wanting it and being curious of it as he no longer had any particular notion of what it would feel like aside from a crashing wave.

He rolled his shoulders first and then his head in Steve's grip, baring his sharp rows of teeth in a feral challenge. They certainly weren't finish.]


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