[Peter is a wolf wrapped in human skin, and it almost feels like buried deep inside of him like this that Roman could somehow touch his wolf's heart. At the encouraging words there's almost a growl in his throat as those cool hands slide up his chest and then back to his hips, leaving pink marks on caramel skin.
With Roman inside of him, it feels like he can feel his heartbeat through his skin. He's trembling, hands clutching against the slick walls of the bathroom stall. He nods to the question before he can find his words, manage to actually answer.]
Fuck, yes. Good. So good, Roman. Want...
[He's not really in any better state of mind than the other boy. It's so good, the feel of it, being stretched like this, bodies so close, separated only by the thin layer of latex. He moans, unable to articulate what he wants. He wants this, wants more, wants him, even if he's guilty of trying to hide from it from the better part of a year.
Like this, he can't hide. Roman licks at his skin, kissing, teeth nipping lightly against the back of Peter's shoulder, and it draws heated murmurs, low gasps from between his lips. His hips jerking back, like he's trying to fit him deeper inside of him.]
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Date: 2014-08-02 03:15 am (UTC)With Roman inside of him, it feels like he can feel his heartbeat through his skin. He's trembling, hands clutching against the slick walls of the bathroom stall. He nods to the question before he can find his words, manage to actually answer.]
Fuck, yes. Good. So good, Roman. Want...
[He's not really in any better state of mind than the other boy. It's so good, the feel of it, being stretched like this, bodies so close, separated only by the thin layer of latex. He moans, unable to articulate what he wants. He wants this, wants more, wants him, even if he's guilty of trying to hide from it from the better part of a year.
Like this, he can't hide. Roman licks at his skin, kissing, teeth nipping lightly against the back of Peter's shoulder, and it draws heated murmurs, low gasps from between his lips. His hips jerking back, like he's trying to fit him deeper inside of him.]