[The drag of Trevor's cock, hard and flushed and hot, is distinctly felt on his thigh, making him shudder in anticipation. Hell, he wants him so bad, he knows he'd do anything for him.]
If-- you say so. [It's said with a faint smile. If it's enough for Trevor, then good. Very good.
A hand stays in Trevor's hair, nails scratching but staying blunt. The other fists the sheets, pulling at them as he rolls down toward Trevor's fingers penetrating him.]
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If-- you say so. [It's said with a faint smile. If it's enough for Trevor, then good. Very good.
A hand stays in Trevor's hair, nails scratching but staying blunt. The other fists the sheets, pulling at them as he rolls down toward Trevor's fingers penetrating him.]