[How beautifully Silco slots against him. Slender little spine pressed against his broad chest, and his pelvis weighing heavy, with meaning, onto him. Oh, of course Silco will fight back. That's why he wants the upper hand.]
[A different sort of fight, fought with hands and skin and tempted sighs. He hooks a finger into the man's pantline to tug it down, while his other hand slides over abdomen, down past his underwear, before taking him solidly into his hand.]
By fucking you into the mattress from behind.
[A crude, blunt statement if there ever was one, but he means it. He wants his due. And Silco will be powerless to stop it, just like he can't stop himself from taking the tip of the man's ear to suck on it.]
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[A different sort of fight, fought with hands and skin and tempted sighs. He hooks a finger into the man's pantline to tug it down, while his other hand slides over abdomen, down past his underwear, before taking him solidly into his hand.]
By fucking you into the mattress from behind.
[A crude, blunt statement if there ever was one, but he means it. He wants his due. And Silco will be powerless to stop it, just like he can't stop himself from taking the tip of the man's ear to suck on it.]