Any resistance he had fled when Fenris angled his hips. His starved body drank in the elf, eyes fluttering as Fenris' cock settled inside and began to tease in and out, sending flickers of pain laced with heady pleasure. Easily he found the rhythm, moving with his lover to draw him further in, hissing every time his buttocks slapped against Fenris' hips.
"Fuck that's good..."
Kirk sucked his lip as his back arched, knuckling the bed sheets as his hips began to burn from thrusting up to meet Fenris. And it really must be good, if it was getting the good captain to curse so, make his cheeks burn like they were and his nipples and cock ache so deep it pulled at his balls.
Fenris let out a low groan of satisfaction at the sounds coming out of Kirk, out of his every response. He leaned in to press biting kisses against Kirk's jaw, his hand moving quicker, motions more rough as he played with the other man's member.
He shifted his own hips, angling deeper, trying to find Kirk's prostate, moaning at the tightness in his own balls, revelling in feeling utterly sheathed by the man, in the push and pull of his inner muscles.
"I got that impression," he replied at last, voice husky with want.
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"Fuck that's good..."
Kirk sucked his lip as his back arched, knuckling the bed sheets as his hips began to burn from thrusting up to meet Fenris. And it really must be good, if it was getting the good captain to curse so, make his cheeks burn like they were and his nipples and cock ache so deep it pulled at his balls.
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He shifted his own hips, angling deeper, trying to find Kirk's prostate, moaning at the tightness in his own balls, revelling in feeling utterly sheathed by the man, in the push and pull of his inner muscles.
"I got that impression," he replied at last, voice husky with want.