[ Hellboy can't resist stroking his slightly slippery palm down the inside of Jacob's thigh where it's pressed up against him, rolling his palm over his balls and the length of his dick, as if in awe of the body spread out in front of him. ]
Maybe next time. [ He makes the promise in a low gravel rumble, rocking with a steady pace into him. He's not so close that he can't slow down a little, letting go of some of that desperate heat, enjoying the chance to work himself up again and luxuriating in his plaint and willing partner. ]
Feel so good. [ He slides his hand up over Jacob's belly, spreading his fingers over sweat damp skin. The table creaks and thumps a little against the wall with each thrust. ]
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Maybe next time. [ He makes the promise in a low gravel rumble, rocking with a steady pace into him. He's not so close that he can't slow down a little, letting go of some of that desperate heat, enjoying the chance to work himself up again and luxuriating in his plaint and willing partner. ]
Feel so good. [ He slides his hand up over Jacob's belly, spreading his fingers over sweat damp skin. The table creaks and thumps a little against the wall with each thrust. ]