"No..." sharp breath out, and his hand automatically clasped around the arm pulling him close, fingers digging in a little. "Too far..."
The wave of alarm hovered on the brink of panic for a few heartbeats, and then relaxed out of that with a soft whimper. "What we have's... perfect." Hell. He'd be able to do without anything extra, Tyler knew that. Just him, his baby boy, his beautiful elfin-brows. But this was...
"Holy fucking everloving hard-wood screwing Christ, that is good." Fingers finding skin again, hip. Moving in a little, along the fold between thigh and body, splaying palm, hot, against the sensitive area there. Fingertips brushing curls, not pushing ahead, because, damn. He wanted Tyler to do it every single way the way he felt like it, all of a sudden. He was just going to... hell. That is, to add to all the sensations.
He managed to compose his face enough for a grin over his shoulder. "Damn, but you're wicked. I bet you could... but then, wouldn't you like to join me on the way... up?" Up, and up and up. Felt like he could literally shoot, flying up through the ceiling, when the moment came.
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The wave of alarm hovered on the brink of panic for a few heartbeats, and then relaxed out of that with a soft whimper. "What we have's... perfect." Hell. He'd be able to do without anything extra, Tyler knew that. Just him, his baby boy, his beautiful elfin-brows. But this was...
"Holy fucking everloving hard-wood screwing Christ, that is good." Fingers finding skin again, hip. Moving in a little, along the fold between thigh and body, splaying palm, hot, against the sensitive area there. Fingertips brushing curls, not pushing ahead, because, damn. He wanted Tyler to do it every single way the way he felt like it, all of a sudden. He was just going to... hell. That is, to add to all the sensations.
He managed to compose his face enough for a grin over his shoulder. "Damn, but you're wicked. I bet you could... but then, wouldn't you like to join me on the way... up?" Up, and up and up. Felt like he could literally shoot, flying up through the ceiling, when the moment came.