[Sorey pulls away, pushes back Dezel's bangs again, his forehead sticky with sweat. Dezel's jaw is squared and strong, expression firm even as his cheeks flare red, lips catching on the tips of his teeth.
Sorey scrapes his own teeth over his lips before pushing back and, shuddering, pulling out.] Roll over, [he says, half order and half request, because while they can go slow and nice face-to-face, this way he can get more leverage, or he thinks so anyway. And maybe if he's not so distracted by how beautiful Dezel looks, maybe if Dezel couldn't reach to scrape those amazing teeth over his skin, he can give him what he wants.]
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Sorey scrapes his own teeth over his lips before pushing back and, shuddering, pulling out.] Roll over, [he says, half order and half request, because while they can go slow and nice face-to-face, this way he can get more leverage, or he thinks so anyway. And maybe if he's not so distracted by how beautiful Dezel looks, maybe if Dezel couldn't reach to scrape those amazing teeth over his skin, he can give him what he wants.]