[It still manages to take him by surprise when Roman starts thrusting, pulling back only to push in harder. It's what he'd asked for, what they've been building toward, but the feel of it, the heat and the friction, it's more than Peter had imagined. His hands can't really grip at the wall, but he's white-knuckled from the tension of trying.
It pulls a shattered moan from him every time Roman slides back into him, his body shaking with the heat and the pleasure. The thought that they should really be quiet is totally not something he can even consider right now. His focus is on standing and not totally coming apart.
Curses slipping past his lips, more Romani than anything else, although punctuated with the occasional fuck. He needs this, craves it. He leans into it when Roman wraps an arm around his waist, other hand helping to brace them, which is a good thing, because Peter's unstable, overwhelmed.]
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Date: 2014-08-02 06:18 pm (UTC)It pulls a shattered moan from him every time Roman slides back into him, his body shaking with the heat and the pleasure. The thought that they should really be quiet is totally not something he can even consider right now. His focus is on standing and not totally coming apart.
Curses slipping past his lips, more Romani than anything else, although punctuated with the occasional fuck. He needs this, craves it. He leans into it when Roman wraps an arm around his waist, other hand helping to brace them, which is a good thing, because Peter's unstable, overwhelmed.]