[Maybe the one on top has the power, but so long as the fucking doesn't stop, Hector doesn't care. It's a bruising, frenzied pounding, but there's not the same pain as last time. The burn and ache and the tearing of Isaac's nails are dwarfed by the blinding pleasure of the studded cock driving into him. Fuck, last time was too quick and brutal to focus on it, but the damned piercings....
Hector is close, so close, and his mind is blessedly empty of everything but the need for release, when Isaac jerks back and away. His hole body twitches with the sudden loss of heat and the emptiness.
For one beat, Hector waits to be re-mounted, but it's not just a momentary readjustment of position. He turns over his shoulder, flushed and panting and wild with need.]
There had better be enemies at our door....
[He growls, because if this is just another one of Isaac's power plays, and he's planning on leaving Hector teetering on the threshold of orgasm, Hector's going to need to murder someone.]
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Hector is close, so close, and his mind is blessedly empty of everything but the need for release, when Isaac jerks back and away. His hole body twitches with the sudden loss of heat and the emptiness.
For one beat, Hector waits to be re-mounted, but it's not just a momentary readjustment of position. He turns over his shoulder, flushed and panting and wild with need.]
There had better be enemies at our door....
[He growls, because if this is just another one of Isaac's power plays, and he's planning on leaving Hector teetering on the threshold of orgasm, Hector's going to need to murder someone.]