[The grinding of Allen's hips against him, plus the way he said that, makes Clay bite his lower lip, rolling his own hips upward in time with Allen's movements.]
Ha... yeah. Yeah, you are.
[Clay watches Allen's fingers as they work, eyes on each bit of skin that he reveals. He wants to kiss every inch, wants to surge upward and press his lips and teeth and tongue against it, make Allen squirm and moan. But he also doesn't want to cut the show off, so he just watches, desire in his eyes as he lets his hands move up, fingers finding their way under Allen's shirt to stroke just above his hip bones.]
Fuck me so hard I won't even be able to think when we're done.
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Ha... yeah. Yeah, you are.
[Clay watches Allen's fingers as they work, eyes on each bit of skin that he reveals. He wants to kiss every inch, wants to surge upward and press his lips and teeth and tongue against it, make Allen squirm and moan. But he also doesn't want to cut the show off, so he just watches, desire in his eyes as he lets his hands move up, fingers finding their way under Allen's shirt to stroke just above his hip bones.]
Fuck me so hard I won't even be able to think when we're done.