Mm. You're all fucking mine, too. [Abbacchio is growling against his neck, his voice throaty, full of need and want and somehow sounding hungry all at the same time. His tongue drags over Avdol's neck before he's sniffing him again, sounding pleased as he keeps driving into the other man. Maybe not as quick as before, but he's decidedly less gentle as well.
He makes a pleased groan at the way the fingers dig into his flesh. He doesn't care how hard or deep or rough Avdol does it, he immediately finds that he loves it.] Hold on tight, tighter-- [Abbacchio is breathless but eager, his hips pumping in a few more quick rapid fire motions to pound into Avdol.
Without thinking, he bites down onto Avdol's shoulder, bucking against him and wanting to hear just how loud he can make him.]
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He makes a pleased groan at the way the fingers dig into his flesh. He doesn't care how hard or deep or rough Avdol does it, he immediately finds that he loves it.] Hold on tight, tighter-- [Abbacchio is breathless but eager, his hips pumping in a few more quick rapid fire motions to pound into Avdol.
Without thinking, he bites down onto Avdol's shoulder, bucking against him and wanting to hear just how loud he can make him.]