[Breathy, smiling through his own almost-pained sort of pleasure, Theo's grinning up at Dom; he loves the way he feels, the tight warmth of him around his cock. The inevitable friction that accompanies either of them shifting - and, of course, the ability to meet gaze.]
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[Breathy, smiling through his own almost-pained sort of pleasure, Theo's grinning up at Dom; he loves the way he feels, the tight warmth of him around his cock. The inevitable friction that accompanies either of them shifting - and, of course, the ability to meet gaze.]
You feel so good? Nice and tight - mmhm.