All he can manage is hot groans and breathless pants of pleasure as Stiles swallows his release, and then licks him clean. It's sinful, the way that he moves, the way lips and tongue move over his cock, and his chest feels tight with how fast his heart is beating, his eyes still so very blue as he feels the teen move up his body, straddling his chest and there's a groan as he watches him shove down his boxers and grab his cock.
His hands go to Stiles' thighs, fingers curling, trying to tug him further up his chest. "Stiles... Wanna taste you," it's a soft whimper breathed with his body still dazed by his orgasm. Words slipping off his tongue as he looks up at him with faintly parted lips. He wants to feel his cock on his tongue, even if it's just one fleeting moment, or just his come on his lips, he just wants to taste him. He wants to let the teen fill all of his senses.
"Stiles." He wont say please, but there's still a hint of a request in the way that he groans the boy's name.
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Date: 2013-09-01 03:54 am (UTC)His hands go to Stiles' thighs, fingers curling, trying to tug him further up his chest. "Stiles... Wanna taste you," it's a soft whimper breathed with his body still dazed by his orgasm. Words slipping off his tongue as he looks up at him with faintly parted lips. He wants to feel his cock on his tongue, even if it's just one fleeting moment, or just his come on his lips, he just wants to taste him. He wants to let the teen fill all of his senses.
"Stiles." He wont say please, but there's still a hint of a request in the way that he groans the boy's name.