"You...feel it when he does?" Jibril questions, though, he doesn't know if he wants to know. His fingers dig into the other's upper back as Rhy thrusts. His breath catching as he rocks back on his fingers.
Jibril moans softly. "Mmmm," and he wonders why Kell would have such trouble anyway. He's not Rhy but he's still good looking. Maybe it's cause he's scary.
But Jibril lets the thoughts of Rhy's brother slip away, ignoring the fact that he can hear them, hear Jibril moan louder as fingers brush against just the right spot.
Jibril shivers at the promise in Rhy's words. It's hard to keep his eyes from checking the door periodically as if he could see whether Kell is still there, listening and...feeling things that Rhy feels. He shifts his hips as he rocks on the other's fingers, trying to get them to press against the bundle of nerves again, his breath starting to get uneven.
Jibril breath stutters and he nods as the other pulls free, leaving him
feeling empty and eager to be filled again even if he's felt the other
inside him not long ago.
"Yes," he exhales, fingers curling against the other's shoulder
Rhy smiles and leans in to kiss his lover, even as his free hand guides him right up into Jibril. His love, his partner, his passion and his guidance. And he loves the way the voice outside of the door gasps and then there is someone absolutely running out of the apartment. Yeah, he’s pleased.
Jibril gasps against the kiss as the other pressed inside of him, slipping in easily. At that distraction he barely notices what happened outside the door. He lowers his hips to press Rhy deeper, a soft moan into the kiss.
Jibril shivers at the sound of those words on Rhy's lips. He'll never really get used to it or how much he likes it. He rocks back into the other's movements, feeling him at an angle that he doesn't usually get.
"So good," Jibril murmurs, his voice breathy. He tilts his head pressing kisses to the other's jaw, rocking down into each movement of the other's hips that had Rhy's cock moving just right inside of him.
Well, he chuckles at the agreement, and Jibril deserves a lot more of this. He shifts them so he can lower Jibril against the floor, taking the chance to get a better angle and leverage to fuck deeper into the man.
Deep is something he is absolutely all for. Rhy chuckles and starts to push in further, hips rocking with a bit more attention on trying to push far rather than hard.
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But Jibril lets the thoughts of Rhy's brother slip away, ignoring the fact that he can hear them, hear Jibril moan louder as fingers brush against just the right spot.
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"Oh yes, my beautiful dove. Sing for me, I shall reward you so very well."
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"Are you ready for me, love?"
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Jibril breath stutters and he nods as the other pulls free, leaving him feeling empty and eager to be filled again even if he's felt the other inside him not long ago.
"Yes," he exhales, fingers curling against the other's shoulder
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"Tell me how it can be better.
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"Just... deep like that," he says and there's more flush to his cheeks as he does.
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