[ It's only a thrust or so after Aspen comes that Sinbad presses deep himself, body tensing and shuddering as he gives a harsh exhale, eyes locked on Aspen as he comes, hard and fast. His remaining hand grips Aspen's hips, nails biting faintly into flesh as he holds himself there, his lover so tight around him. Aspen clenching tight around him, milking him with his body, has him hissing out a low, breathless moan.
Breathing hard, he braces a hand beside Aspen's head as he leans over him, eyes dazed and half-lidded from pleasure and release as he rests there for a moment. ]
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Date: 2019-02-27 06:04 pm (UTC)Breathing hard, he braces a hand beside Aspen's head as he leans over him, eyes dazed and half-lidded from pleasure and release as he rests there for a moment. ]
Fuck, Aspen. You're so fucking perfect.