[Teddy's loving this, loving this, every sound he wrings out of Billy, every touch the other boy gives him, every movement every little groan he bed makes. The request to go faster is met gleefully, with Teddy changing the angle of his thrusts before he drives in faster, a little harder, hand matching his pace and lips presses against the crook of his neck, teeth grazing against the skin.]
Billy, oh - fuck, B... [Only in bed would he ever say such things, like secrets pressed against his flesh, sealed with a mark, or two, or three, that he works away at.]
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[Teddy's loving this, loving this, every sound he wrings out of Billy, every touch the other boy gives him, every movement every little groan he bed makes. The request to go faster is met gleefully, with Teddy changing the angle of his thrusts before he drives in faster, a little harder, hand matching his pace and lips presses against the crook of his neck, teeth grazing against the skin.]
Billy, oh - fuck, B... [Only in bed would he ever say such things, like secrets pressed against his flesh, sealed with a mark, or two, or three, that he works away at.]