redrighthanded: (skin; brick shithouse)
redrighthanded ([personal profile] redrighthanded) wrote 2021-01-15 04:13 pm (UTC)

[ Occasionally he still catches himself wondering at how quickly he's become used to all of this, not just being dumped into some strange new city, but having people so interested in him, the connections and the sex. He can count on one stony hand the number of times he's experienced something like this before arriving in Duplicity, and now it's starting to feel.. normal. Not threatening, not strange. Good. Better than good.

Most of that, he knows, is down to Harley, the way she looks at him like she doesn't care who he is or where he comes from, she doesn't know anything about most of the crap he's had to deal with, she just appreciates him. Just wants to be with him, and proves it, over and over. And that makes it easier to handle it all, because when he's with her he feels as though he belongs, no matter where he is.

Right now, he doesn't want to belong anywhere else, not with her mouth moving on him so sweetly. He gasps and huffs out breaths as she quickens her pace, pushing back against her when she rolls her hips into his touch, one fingertip finding her wet and open and sliding inside just as she dips down in just right right way, and the double sensation of that heat and tightness is enough to skid him hard up and into the edge of release.
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Ah, Harl, I'm coming -- babe -- [ It's as much warning as he can give her as his hips twitch, once, twice, pushing up into her mouth, a quick fleeting hope that he's not choking her as he loses his words to a groan and spills out hot and hard. ]

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