[ Oh, Hector looks. Disrespectfully. Fandaniel gives him the opportunity to do so, and he gleefully takes it, eyes tracing the way his lean muscles move under thin frame. He idly thinks about how he'd like to watch him squirm under him sometime, but that'd be an experiment for another day.
Though admittedly, he isn't expecting the hand to his chest; in his surprise, he doesn't push back against him. His back collides hard with the rough, wet ground, a shockingly cool sensation in comparison to how hot everything has been so far. His eyes flutter, the hand at his own cock stutters. The heat of arousal coils hot in his stomach, because oh, he likes that.
Any other bottom may have caved, melted into the shitty little man's advances, but not Hector. Unfortunately, once Hector puts his mind to something, it takes a lot to stop him—he said he's going to fuck Fandaniel, and he plans to do just that. His hands move quickly, grabbing Fandaniel's thin frame and quickly flipping them around, slamming him into the ground. He hovers over him, wet hair dripping as he does, and he grins. ]
Not today.
[ He leans forward as he straddles Fandaniel's waist, hand reaching back to angle his cock properly. Slowly he settles back, pressing the tip to his entrance; his head lowers further, lips just scarcely brushing his. ]
But maybe some other time.
[ And he pushes back, taking all of him in at once, and he lets a loud, loud moan. ]
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Though admittedly, he isn't expecting the hand to his chest; in his surprise, he doesn't push back against him. His back collides hard with the rough, wet ground, a shockingly cool sensation in comparison to how hot everything has been so far. His eyes flutter, the hand at his own cock stutters. The heat of arousal coils hot in his stomach, because oh, he likes that.
Any other bottom may have caved, melted into the shitty little man's advances, but not Hector. Unfortunately, once Hector puts his mind to something, it takes a lot to stop him—he said he's going to fuck Fandaniel, and he plans to do just that. His hands move quickly, grabbing Fandaniel's thin frame and quickly flipping them around, slamming him into the ground. He hovers over him, wet hair dripping as he does, and he grins. ]
Not today.
[ He leans forward as he straddles Fandaniel's waist, hand reaching back to angle his cock properly. Slowly he settles back, pressing the tip to his entrance; his head lowers further, lips just scarcely brushing his. ]
But maybe some other time.
[ And he pushes back, taking all of him in at once, and he lets a loud, loud moan. ]