[Fuckin' somethin', he's thinking to himself. Orange can feel White leaning back, the man wants it as much as he does. Is it a blessing or a curse? Who the hell fucking cares right now. With a grunt the kid pushes forward. His gut instinct says White doesn't need to be prepared with his fingers, his gut instinct seems to be right. When he's almost fully buried he runs lightly freckled hands along that broad back, down to his sides, then again on his hips.]
Someone's gonna have my ass for this. [He whispers, choking back the need to just gun it right away. Look he might be making a pun too. Then without another moment to waste he starts giving the old man short thrusts. He'll speed up, eventually.]
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[Fuckin' somethin', he's thinking to himself. Orange can feel White leaning back, the man wants it as much as he does. Is it a blessing or a curse? Who the hell fucking cares right now. With a grunt the kid pushes forward. His gut instinct says White doesn't need to be prepared with his fingers, his gut instinct seems to be right. When he's almost fully buried he runs lightly freckled hands along that broad back, down to his sides, then again on his hips.]
Someone's gonna have my ass for this. [He whispers, choking back the need to just gun it right away. Look he might be making a pun too. Then without another moment to waste he starts giving the old man short thrusts. He'll speed up, eventually.]