Merrick sucks in a gasp, releasing the tension in his hips as he sinks down. He clutches Metaari around the shoulders, keeping close, breathing deeply. The slide of Metaari's cock in and out of his body is all he can feel, all he can think about, and he closes his eyes and just allows himself to be taken.
He isn't a passive partner, though--his hands moving up and down Metaari's back, nails occasionally scratching at the back of his neck, thighs tightening and trembling around him, heels pressing into his back.
His cock, having gone soft from the shock of the penetration, begins to stiffen again as Metaari starts to move inside his body. He lets out a shuddering breath.
"Fuck me," he whispers, his voice ragged. "I need you to..."
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Date: 2016-01-24 05:52 am (UTC)He isn't a passive partner, though--his hands moving up and down Metaari's back, nails occasionally scratching at the back of his neck, thighs tightening and trembling around him, heels pressing into his back.
His cock, having gone soft from the shock of the penetration, begins to stiffen again as Metaari starts to move inside his body. He lets out a shuddering breath.
"Fuck me," he whispers, his voice ragged. "I need you to..."