[ God, yes, this is exactly what he wants. Those hands digging into his shoulders, the begging, every needy noise that Hector makes, every look he gives Fandaniel. The way he drops down on Fandaniel like that has him giving Hector's cock one last squeeze and a stuttery roll of his own hips, but rather than moan and groan over it, he merely licks his lips and smirks at it all. ]
You make a, ah, convincing argument. [ Then he jerks his hips up a second time, with meaning. ] Off, we're moving.
[ If Hector had hoped to be carried out of the hot spring, he needed to find a much beefier twink than Fandaniel to get all tangled up with here. ]
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You make a, ah, convincing argument. [ Then he jerks his hips up a second time, with meaning. ] Off, we're moving.
[ If Hector had hoped to be carried out of the hot spring, he needed to find a much beefier twink than Fandaniel to get all tangled up with here. ]