[Hector follows forward as Isaac pulls back, not willing to surrender just yet. Needing pain, needing punishment, he can understand at least in part. He'd felt despair, early on with Rosaly, though she'd soothed it away with gentleness instead of forcing it down with pain and pleasure mingled.
He pushes further into Isaac's space, claiming his lips again while his hands push Isaac's legs down. He straddles Isaac, returning to the very position Isaac had rejected from the start. His cock, still in Isaac's death grip, prods Isaac's abdomen as Hector positions his ass so he could, if Isaac allows it, sink down and take it all in.]
'm not...fucking you...'til we have a proper bed....
[And on that day, he will have prepared Isaac for him, have worked him open 'til Isaac begged for more. That day will likely never come, but Hector has a vision of it and he's not going to let Isaac compromise it with a rash decision they'll both regret.]
...tell me you want it.... [He pants into Isaac's ear, then bites down on it. Not enough to mark or tear, but certainly enough to force Isaac to feel it, to make him stay within his own skin.]
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He pushes further into Isaac's space, claiming his lips again while his hands push Isaac's legs down. He straddles Isaac, returning to the very position Isaac had rejected from the start. His cock, still in Isaac's death grip, prods Isaac's abdomen as Hector positions his ass so he could, if Isaac allows it, sink down and take it all in.]
'm not...fucking you...'til we have a proper bed....
[And on that day, he will have prepared Isaac for him, have worked him open 'til Isaac begged for more. That day will likely never come, but Hector has a vision of it and he's not going to let Isaac compromise it with a rash decision they'll both regret.]
...tell me you want it.... [He pants into Isaac's ear, then bites down on it. Not enough to mark or tear, but certainly enough to force Isaac to feel it, to make him stay within his own skin.]