[There we go. Just the sight of Allen throwing his head back like that was breathtaking, not to mention the sound he made... While his head's tipped back, Clay first nips his chin, then his jawline, then finally gives his ear a little tug with his teeth, all while continuing to thrust against that same spot, this time a little harder, a little faster. Of course, he's not going to hit it every time, but damn, he's going to try.
The accent makes him chuckle, the sound breathless, and he takes in a deep breath of his own as he tries to piece together his thoughts enough to speak.]
You... mmm... keep talking like that, if you... if that's - ah, natural.
[It's honestly really goddamn hot, knowing that he's making Allen lose his control of his accent a little there.]
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The accent makes him chuckle, the sound breathless, and he takes in a deep breath of his own as he tries to piece together his thoughts enough to speak.]
You... mmm... keep talking like that, if you... if that's - ah, natural.
[It's honestly really goddamn hot, knowing that he's making Allen lose his control of his accent a little there.]