[ Damn him, if there isn't a soft keen that escapes, when he pulls out, leaving him empty and bereft of him. He barely has time to protest, though he does try. A shift, a snap of his head to look at him over his shoulder, a curl of his lips, and his mouth opened, as if he was going to say something, before β
He doesn't get the chance. Vergilius hoists him, and pulls him up, he's forced at an angle and he swallows back the soft squack of surprise but he has to angle himself differently. His knees are spread his head pressed to the sheets, and he ββ
Oh, he doesn't even wait, and Silco trembles from the force of him slamming in. A lewd sound of flesh on flesh as he slapped up against him. ]
You β Ah β
[ Not even a sentence, only half-muffled by the sheets β Vergilius strikes true, and it devolves into something louder and uncontrolled, and actual moan. He doesn't swallow it back, his mouth half-open and his blackened eye rolled upward, each punch drew out more, bit by bit, like he'd coaxed him out. It doesn't matter if it hurt β it does β it's so fleeting, with the way he punches in, his body angled awkwardly, like each pain comes coupled with pleasure too. It had never been about one or the other, he wants it all. ]
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He doesn't get the chance. Vergilius hoists him, and pulls him up, he's forced at an angle and he swallows back the soft squack of surprise but he has to angle himself differently. His knees are spread his head pressed to the sheets, and he ββ
Oh, he doesn't even wait, and Silco trembles from the force of him slamming in. A lewd sound of flesh on flesh as he slapped up against him. ]
You β Ah β
[ Not even a sentence, only half-muffled by the sheets β Vergilius strikes true, and it devolves into something louder and uncontrolled, and actual moan. He doesn't swallow it back, his mouth half-open and his blackened eye rolled upward, each punch drew out more, bit by bit, like he'd coaxed him out. It doesn't matter if it hurt β it does β it's so fleeting, with the way he punches in, his body angled awkwardly, like each pain comes coupled with pleasure too. It had never been about one or the other, he wants it all. ]