[ The nips of Jacob's teeth are bright flares of brief pain, not unpleasant, just a different sensation in the tidal surge of feeling that's being opened up and brought down into him with each movement of the younger man's body. It's intense, but good, the physical experience enhanced by the knowledge that he's letting Jacob do this, that Jacob wants to do this.
Instinctively, he lifts his legs slightly, hoofed feet in the air, at once aware and not caring at all over the image it must make of a big guy like him trying to contort himself into a pleasurable shape. But all he wants to do is have more of Jacob inside him, to let that rhythm build. As he leans over, the slide of his dick over Jacob's belly makes him groan and he tries to get as much of his arm around him as he can, his size and weight making the flexibility difficult, but yearning for it anyway. His tail curves up between Jacob's legs, looping to press against the young assassin's backside and over his hips as they move. ]
Harder. Faster. [ He repeats the words with breathless eagerness, tilting his head back as he groans again. ] Jesus. Is it -- is it like this when I.. with you?
no subject
Instinctively, he lifts his legs slightly, hoofed feet in the air, at once aware and not caring at all over the image it must make of a big guy like him trying to contort himself into a pleasurable shape. But all he wants to do is have more of Jacob inside him, to let that rhythm build. As he leans over, the slide of his dick over Jacob's belly makes him groan and he tries to get as much of his arm around him as he can, his size and weight making the flexibility difficult, but yearning for it anyway. His tail curves up between Jacob's legs, looping to press against the young assassin's backside and over his hips as they move. ]
Harder. Faster. [ He repeats the words with breathless eagerness, tilting his head back as he groans again. ] Jesus. Is it -- is it like this when I.. with you?