04-07-2012, 04:01 PM
Hadley growled the artisan's name breathlessly, the first syllable dying away on his long pink tongue before the name was complete. Sweat dripped from Hadley's body onto the bed and the Italian he held, the acrobat groaning at the slightest touch the hybrid gave him. Hadley's pace slowed for a moment, his breath hot in the foxy-furred male's face before he increased the pace.
His large, heavy hips slammed into Sebastian's sleek body, his hand tightening on the artisan's waist while his other grasped the archer's cock more strongly and increased the pace of his rough strokes. Sebastian yelped in pain and pleasure, his hands grabbing Hadley's shoulders for something to hold on to, for the ridiculous thought that Hadley might smash through the wall at this rate.
The sensory overload was too much. He couldn't think, couldn't act, couldn't move. He could only react, touch, feel instinctively. Sebastian yelped as he released, his back arching as his length pulsed in Hadley's grasp, his release pulsing upwards and coating both his own abdomen and chest along with Hadley's, plus the hybrid's chin.
Hadley has to finish, his brain reminded him fuzzily. Sebastian's coal-coloured hands held fast to Hadley's round shoulders as he gasped in relief and pleasure.
"Don't stop," he gasped, burying his face in Hadley's chest as his hands entwined themselves within the thick dark fur. Hadley had to finish, and the Italian still got pleasure from the act.
His large, heavy hips slammed into Sebastian's sleek body, his hand tightening on the artisan's waist while his other grasped the archer's cock more strongly and increased the pace of his rough strokes. Sebastian yelped in pain and pleasure, his hands grabbing Hadley's shoulders for something to hold on to, for the ridiculous thought that Hadley might smash through the wall at this rate.
The sensory overload was too much. He couldn't think, couldn't act, couldn't move. He could only react, touch, feel instinctively. Sebastian yelped as he released, his back arching as his length pulsed in Hadley's grasp, his release pulsing upwards and coating both his own abdomen and chest along with Hadley's, plus the hybrid's chin.
Hadley has to finish, his brain reminded him fuzzily. Sebastian's coal-coloured hands held fast to Hadley's round shoulders as he gasped in relief and pleasure.
"Don't stop," he gasped, burying his face in Hadley's chest as his hands entwined themselves within the thick dark fur. Hadley had to finish, and the Italian still got pleasure from the act.