It almost makes him laugh and perhaps if he wasn't so caught up in how fucking incredible everything feels, he might still do it, but he can feel that Vasquez is coming, he can feel the way his muscles tighten and it rings a groan out of him again. After hundreds of years of fucking all kinds of people, Sweeney still doesn't know if he prefers men or women, has long since given up trying to decide because it doesn't fucking matter, but he does know this is something unique to a woman's body.
It's just different and he fucking loves it.
"Fuck," he breathes. "Fuck, yes, just..." But he doesn't manage any other words before he comes, his hips snapping forward, burying himself inside Vasquez.
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Date: 2017-12-13 04:11 pm (UTC)It's just different and he fucking loves it.
"Fuck," he breathes. "Fuck, yes, just..." But he doesn't manage any other words before he comes, his hips snapping forward, burying himself inside Vasquez.