[ andyr inhales, a deep rush of air as his lungs expand against his ribs, working himself up to this, to trying to let go, but only just so. even if adam wants him to be rough, he's still so human and so delicate. alva was the only one andyr had ever been able to truly fall into with complete abandon.
still, the thought of it dances through his mind, and as he kisses adam deep and firm, his fingers tighten against adam's, not enough to hurt or restrain, but something with force behind it. with a parting squeeze, sentimental and loving, andyr leans up just long enough to help adam tug his shirt up and off, tossed to the side, and his hands go to adam's thighs, giving him a sharp tug back, so that his ass slots against andyr's crotch, cock a hard line through his sweat pants, already wanting him.
strong hands moving up, he slides over adam's slender hips, gripping hard at him, and along his ribs, up his chest, until his fingers can curl into the collar of his undershirt. with a sharp rip, the garment tears, shredded down the center, and left for the tattered halves to lay folded open to adam's sides. he'll buy you a new one later, adam. ]
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still, the thought of it dances through his mind, and as he kisses adam deep and firm, his fingers tighten against adam's, not enough to hurt or restrain, but something with force behind it. with a parting squeeze, sentimental and loving, andyr leans up just long enough to help adam tug his shirt up and off, tossed to the side, and his hands go to adam's thighs, giving him a sharp tug back, so that his ass slots against andyr's crotch, cock a hard line through his sweat pants, already wanting him.
strong hands moving up, he slides over adam's slender hips, gripping hard at him, and along his ribs, up his chest, until his fingers can curl into the collar of his undershirt. with a sharp rip, the garment tears, shredded down the center, and left for the tattered halves to lay folded open to adam's sides. he'll buy you a new one later, adam. ]