His voice was weak, his body responding to Nero clenching around him. He did love an experienced partner. A harsh thrust, and he was buried again, hips tight against Nero's, hand squeezing over the head of the Commodore's arousal.
"I intend to" grind "fuck you" squeeze "and I hope you return the favor, in future."
He sucked at Nero's neck once more, drawing out a second bruise. Nero was tight, and hot, and he knew how to move, and Ephram wanted to make this pleasure last. He considered remarking on the Commodore's discipline, but decided that might push the game of their mutual antagonism too far. Instead, he began moving, rhythm falling in complement to the motion of the ship.
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His voice was weak, his body responding to Nero clenching around him. He did love an experienced partner. A harsh thrust, and he was buried again, hips tight against Nero's, hand squeezing over the head of the Commodore's arousal.
"I intend to" grind "fuck you" squeeze "and I hope you return the favor, in future."
He sucked at Nero's neck once more, drawing out a second bruise. Nero was tight, and hot, and he knew how to move, and Ephram wanted to make this pleasure last. He considered remarking on the Commodore's discipline, but decided that might push the game of their mutual antagonism too far. Instead, he began moving, rhythm falling in complement to the motion of the ship.