[Dezel is so addicting like this, squirming and rough and breathless. Sorey's eyes flick up to where Dezel's hand twists in the blankets, opening his mouth wider to try and take Dezel inside. He has no idea what he's doing, there's spit everywhere, but he's confident that Dezel will give him direction if he needs it. They're doing this to enjoy themselves, aren't they? Because they want each other.
Sorey's fingers slip lower to tease against Dezel's entrance, though he doesn't try to press in. They'll need something for that but maybe- maybe he can make Dezel come like this, maybe he'll get to hear the noises he makes, see the expression on his face.]
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Sorey's fingers slip lower to tease against Dezel's entrance, though he doesn't try to press in. They'll need something for that but maybe- maybe he can make Dezel come like this, maybe he'll get to hear the noises he makes, see the expression on his face.]