[He tangles his fingers in her hair, and every scrape of her teeth draws a hiss of pleasure from him. Faster is definitely better, and he starts to thrust into her grip.
He tries to stay quiet--it's the middle of the day, and he has no way of knowing who will pass by--but he can't completely silence himself, and he lets out a breathless stream of curses.]
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He tries to stay quiet--it's the middle of the day, and he has no way of knowing who will pass by--but he can't completely silence himself, and he lets out a breathless stream of curses.]
Ach, Lucy...I'm going to...I'm almost there...