[Kit's voice had the perfect timbre for these moments; the laden groan as he rights himself is enough to elicit a strained laugh from his partner. how could proof of someone else's arousal be so much more provocative to him than physical stimulation?
this could only end in total destruction for the two of them, but the thought spurs Vincent on rather than deterring him as it might a rational human being. it's fortunate that his companion does the intricate work of opening their pants for him, as he isn't entirely certain that in his current state he could manage it without ripping the fabric asunder like some impatient animal.
he's already moving recklessly enough as it is, dipping a hand beneath the boundary of the other boy's waistband before his own had even been completely undone. he wants to visit the same violence here that he'd inflicted on the rest of his partner's body, do everything within his power to pull more of those beautiful sounds from Kit's lips. it was more delicious than even his blood had tasted.]
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this could only end in total destruction for the two of them, but the thought spurs Vincent on rather than deterring him as it might a rational human being. it's fortunate that his companion does the intricate work of opening their pants for him, as he isn't entirely certain that in his current state he could manage it without ripping the fabric asunder like some impatient animal.
he's already moving recklessly enough as it is, dipping a hand beneath the boundary of the other boy's waistband before his own had even been completely undone. he wants to visit the same violence here that he'd inflicted on the rest of his partner's body, do everything within his power to pull more of those beautiful sounds from Kit's lips. it was more delicious than even his blood had tasted.]