[ Every limb curls itself around Gamzee instinctively, holding on when he finds his groove and letting Dave meet those thrusts with his own, the frottage too good and not enough as they find a rhythm and for several blissful minutes get to ride it out, literally in his case. Panting shallowly, his breath is knocked out of him with Gamzee's every earnest attempt to fuck his partner right into the lumpy cushioning.
The teeth on his ear make him whine, low and long, claw with painstaking care and control around a waist as an annoying t-shirt is shoved up to expose more of that caramel-tanned skin. A laughs works itself free when Gamzee pauses to do away with the fastenings on Dave's jeans, elbows shoving back into the couch to help him bend his knees out of the trouser-legs. The air hits his bare thighs and calves, ironically themed boxers today sporting the Joker. So, he dressed for the occasion; any gent would. ]
Whatever you want, man.
[ And then he's sitting up, kissing all over the side of Gamzee's neck to taste that delicious skin once again with thighs splayed over bent legs. ]
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The teeth on his ear make him whine, low and long, claw with painstaking care and control around a waist as an annoying t-shirt is shoved up to expose more of that caramel-tanned skin. A laughs works itself free when Gamzee pauses to do away with the fastenings on Dave's jeans, elbows shoving back into the couch to help him bend his knees out of the trouser-legs. The air hits his bare thighs and calves, ironically themed boxers today sporting the Joker. So, he dressed for the occasion; any gent would. ]
Whatever you want, man.
[ And then he's sitting up, kissing all over the side of Gamzee's neck to taste that delicious skin once again with thighs splayed over bent legs. ]