Oh gosh, [Sorey mumbles, hanging onto Dezel instead; that feels too good, that feels way too good, like its filling his head with instinct and stripping away all his nervousness and reservations to stuff the holes with a primal want. He wants more of that, he wants it harder. He wants to do it to Dezel too, wants to hear Dezel gasp and stammer and groan.
It's too difficult to keep up with the banter with Dezel doing that, maddeningly slow when Sorey just wants him to speed up and press.] Nnhgh, I can't b-believe... Dezel, if you k-keep doing that I'm- I'm not gonna make it, I...
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It's too difficult to keep up with the banter with Dezel doing that, maddeningly slow when Sorey just wants him to speed up and press.] Nnhgh, I can't b-believe... Dezel, if you k-keep doing that I'm- I'm not gonna make it, I...