[It is like making love to a thunderstorm with how he clings and cries out. The bite of his nails in your back, the slick clasp of his body around you-
This is what he needed. The begging, the hooded eyes, the writhing and pleading. Anders at his mercy and wanting only to surrender more and more. He begins to thrust, slow at first but relentlessly deep, keeping Anders' hips tilted up so the thick, blunt head of him can ram against his prostate every time. He pants heavily against Anders' ear, his touch on Anders' cock still barely more than a light tease.]
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This is what he needed. The begging, the hooded eyes, the writhing and pleading. Anders at his mercy and wanting only to surrender more and more. He begins to thrust, slow at first but relentlessly deep, keeping Anders' hips tilted up so the thick, blunt head of him can ram against his prostate every time. He pants heavily against Anders' ear, his touch on Anders' cock still barely more than a light tease.]