[A shuddering breath leaves Scott when he faintly hears his named being called, spoken in such a way that brings a new wave of want and desperation through him. She really doesn't need to say anything else, not because he doesn't love hearing her, but because he pretty sure that he understands what she wants to say. Maybe assumptions on his end, but as he pulls his head up from the bed to look at her, both seeing and hearing her own cries of pleasure, he's pretty sure he's not off base.
T-they belong to each other now, right? It's a thought the passes through his mind unbidden, even though they really haven't talked or anything. And Scott isn't going to stop now to start talking. He knows without a single doubt that he wants her and every unrestrained noise she makes as he focuses solely on her.
She looks incredible like this, with her hair down from its usual style and her pupils blown from their fucking. Really, there's no hotter sight, even if he can only witness it through shades of red. It doesn't dampen how he feels for her, how she makes him feel. His fingers flex against her sides, digging for just a brief moment as she changes their angle with his cock shifting inside her, but still just as warm and tight as before. Maybe even deeper? He moans at the thought, his balls pulling towards his body.]
Y-yeah, of course babe.
[He gives another thrust up, trying to both resume and rebuild their rhythm, as wet pants leave his mouth without restraint. I-it's not enough, at least, he thinks he can do more and he'd hate to disappoint her. His legs curl up slightly so that he can give himself more leverage to thrust harder and deeper into her core, once, twice, and again in an unstable pattern. Scott doesn't notice, not as he seeks to drive deeper into her, his control fraying and moans tearing from his throat as her insides continue to contract and massage around his dick. S-she's so wet; he can feel that even with the condom on.
Every hard push up he feels like he's one step closer to release and god, he doesn't know how long he can last like this, with that heat building in his spine. Scott's tempted to bury part of his face into her bed from how overwhelmed he's getting, but he keeps his attention on her, not wanting to miss how much he's affecting her.]
T-this good? [And maybe for emphasis, he does another hard thrust.]
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T-they belong to each other now, right? It's a thought the passes through his mind unbidden, even though they really haven't talked or anything. And Scott isn't going to stop now to start talking. He knows without a single doubt that he wants her and every unrestrained noise she makes as he focuses solely on her.
She looks incredible like this, with her hair down from its usual style and her pupils blown from their fucking. Really, there's no hotter sight, even if he can only witness it through shades of red. It doesn't dampen how he feels for her, how she makes him feel. His fingers flex against her sides, digging for just a brief moment as she changes their angle with his cock shifting inside her, but still just as warm and tight as before. Maybe even deeper? He moans at the thought, his balls pulling towards his body.]
Y-yeah, of course babe.
[He gives another thrust up, trying to both resume and rebuild their rhythm, as wet pants leave his mouth without restraint. I-it's not enough, at least, he thinks he can do more and he'd hate to disappoint her. His legs curl up slightly so that he can give himself more leverage to thrust harder and deeper into her core, once, twice, and again in an unstable pattern. Scott doesn't notice, not as he seeks to drive deeper into her, his control fraying and moans tearing from his throat as her insides continue to contract and massage around his dick. S-she's so wet; he can feel that even with the condom on.
Every hard push up he feels like he's one step closer to release and god, he doesn't know how long he can last like this, with that heat building in his spine. Scott's tempted to bury part of his face into her bed from how overwhelmed he's getting, but he keeps his attention on her, not wanting to miss how much he's affecting her.]
T-this good? [And maybe for emphasis, he does another hard thrust.]