Faraday breathes out a warm little laugh, curling his hand over the blade of Vasquez's hip. The man looks good like this, arching and panting beneath him, and he wishes the moonlight was just a bit brighter so he could see the the flush on Vasquez's skin, the way his eyes go dark and half-lidded as need crashes through him.
The grip in Faraday's hair makes him wince a little, but it's not enough to hurt. There's a new sort of impatience, there, and Faraday far prefers this to the panic of earlier.
"One thing at a time, sweetheart," he says, and the words are cast wryly, fondly, his breath ghosting over Vasquez's length.
Insistent as Vasquez is, Faraday moves back over his cock, taking him into his mouth. This is his first time doing this, but Vasquez seems to be enjoying himself, which Faraday takes as a good sign. He picks up the pace a little, his hand working in tandem with his mouth.
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Date: 2018-08-21 08:36 am (UTC)The grip in Faraday's hair makes him wince a little, but it's not enough to hurt. There's a new sort of impatience, there, and Faraday far prefers this to the panic of earlier.
"One thing at a time, sweetheart," he says, and the words are cast wryly, fondly, his breath ghosting over Vasquez's length.
Insistent as Vasquez is, Faraday moves back over his cock, taking him into his mouth. This is his first time doing this, but Vasquez seems to be enjoying himself, which Faraday takes as a good sign. He picks up the pace a little, his hand working in tandem with his mouth.