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[lightningruins]

a/s/l?

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[wearingguess]

[ titus starts to respond, but before the first word his voice trails off into something light and helpless. he's tight but not tense, and with every moment that passes, he gets more excited by how quickly it's all happening. he gathers the sheets up in his fingers and yelps when lightning bites, the arch in his back deepening; at the same time, he's trying, semi-successfully, to pull his jeans and underwear and shoes (and legwarmers) all the rest of the way off using his feet. ]

[lightningruins]

Desperate, aren't you? [Lightning asks, voice low and close to Titus' ear as he slides his fingers out, slowly.

But he's not patient enough to try and make Titus beg for it before slicking up his cock and sliding in. He's not slow, not cautious or careful, but he never has been.]

[wearingguess]

[ his toes curl up, and he briefly pushes himself so far up off the bed that, if it weren't for the fact that his feet aren't touching the ground, he'd be practically standing. he makes no attempt whatsoever to muffle the accompanying loud moan. hope lightning's roommates are still out! ]