The hand curling around his neck is dark, is dangerous, and Kaz finds
himself leaning into that, craving it. A few times in the last couple of
months, he's felt himself slipping, felt a creeping desire for it to be
over.. If he ever gave into that desire, Rat would be one of the few
people he'd trust to assist him.
"Fuck," he breathes, when Rat thrusts back into him again. "Fuck, that's
good."
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Date: 2016-04-22 07:38 pm (UTC)The hand curling around his neck is dark, is dangerous, and Kaz finds himself leaning into that, craving it. A few times in the last couple of months, he's felt himself slipping, felt a creeping desire for it to be over.. If he ever gave into that desire, Rat would be one of the few people he'd trust to assist him.
"Fuck," he breathes, when Rat thrusts back into him again. "Fuck, that's good."