Those sounds were things Holland would keep tucked safely inside of his memory. Cherished. Savored.
Being quiet was still a priority but Holland appreciates that Kell was giving him a taste of what would have been heard doubled someplace else. He held that kiss, not wanting to stop because it felt so damned good. Pleasure of any kind had been far and few in between for him. Sometimes he didnβt even know if he remembered what it felt like. But here now it was something he had never felt. Not like this.
Moaning lowly, his hips rolled; again and again, grinding them together before he reached down and briefly stroked their cocks together. Fondling, feeling, and the friction caused a rumble in his chest.
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Date: 2020-05-11 09:21 pm (UTC)From:Being quiet was still a priority but Holland appreciates that Kell was giving him a taste of what would have been heard doubled someplace else. He held that kiss, not wanting to stop because it felt so damned good. Pleasure of any kind had been far and few in between for him. Sometimes he didnβt even know if he remembered what it felt like. But here now it was something he had never felt. Not like this.
Moaning lowly, his hips rolled; again and again, grinding them together before he reached down and briefly stroked their cocks together. Fondling, feeling, and the friction caused a rumble in his chest.
β...how far...do you want this to go?β