[Physically, Kit was a fairly health specimen, athletic and meticulous about his diet, but his greatest strength was by far his intellect. However, without time to think, with only raw feeling rushing up from below and through him, each thrust of Vincent's hips further delaying the thoughts of an already drowsy mind, he could only react.
As he doubled over, mouth descending to brush against the shape of Vincent's ear, Kit's breath quickened. His hands relinquished their hold on the other boy's wrists in favor of curling into the front of his shirt instead. But his hips never stopped once.
It felt good, even the way his scalp ached, but that didn't mean it meant anything. This was fine.]
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As he doubled over, mouth descending to brush against the shape of Vincent's ear, Kit's breath quickened. His hands relinquished their hold on the other boy's wrists in favor of curling into the front of his shirt instead. But his hips never stopped once.
It felt good, even the way his scalp ached, but that didn't mean it meant anything. This was fine.]