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[ by the time chris has three fingers stretching him open, it's not subtle any more. his eyes are still closed, body still soft and slack in chris's grip but he's moaning openly and his cock has been hard for a while. there's a gasp when he pulls out, nick tilts his head until they're something close to cheek to cheek. which puts him close enough to hear what sounds an awful lot like a needy whimper.

despite that, his eyes still don't open. not even when chris starts the slow fuck into him, nick's head just rocks back and the moan slides out with his breaths, but he stirs, a little. enough that when he's fully seated on chris's cock he squirms down, and that his eyes flutter open-shut in quick progression.

he's still not there, but he's awake enough that one of his hands comes to grip over the one at his hip, mumbling under his breath. ]

S'good...harder.

[chrisisofaith]

[He smiles to himself, the encouragement was soothing in a way, but he was glad Nick wasn't fully awake yet.

He leans them back, both hands now on Nick's hips, and plants his heels to the floor to give the leverage needed to fuck into him in earnest. His previous caution and gentleness evaporates in favor of need and pleasure as he uses Nick's body for their wants.]

Gods, Nick...

[He breathes, quiet reverence as much as desire in his tone.]