[The words are hoarse. breathless, and he's moaning into James' shoulder, eyes screwed shut and chest heaving. His pace is relentless, not stopping to give the other any time to recover, and he's spurred on by the words. Traveler, the words.]
The arm around his chest shifts, his hand fumbling down until he's able to curl his fingers around the hunter's length. His strokes are jerky, not quite in time with the thrusts, but he trails bites along James' shoulder to make up for the fact, soothing each small hurt with a brush of his tongue.]
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Date: 2015-11-26 04:44 am (UTC)From:[The words are hoarse. breathless, and he's moaning into James' shoulder, eyes screwed shut and chest heaving. His pace is relentless, not stopping to give the other any time to recover, and he's spurred on by the words. Traveler, the words.]
The arm around his chest shifts, his hand fumbling down until he's able to curl his fingers around the hunter's length. His strokes are jerky, not quite in time with the thrusts, but he trails bites along James' shoulder to make up for the fact, soothing each small hurt with a brush of his tongue.]