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[zhampagne]

« d.rose » TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTION DAVID ROSE ✦ schitt's creek
RESIDENCE ✦ emerald district, sumarlok
GEMBOND ✦ amethyst

"This is David. Leave a message. Or don't.

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[zhampagne]

[It's good that he's facing away from Thor, because it means he can tug a pillow closer to bury his reddening cheeks in that instead. He didn't mean to say it out loud, only think it, but he supposes people say weird shit when they're in the act, so if anyone asks...that's his excuse.

And hell, at least Thor likes it.

David gasps, letting himself be pulled backward, relying on his amethyst to help regulate his breathing and stay nice and relaxed, so it's the work of a few moments until he's completely stuffed full of cock, head hung between his shoulders.]

God, fuck, that's perfect. [He dares to glance over his shoulder at Thor despite the flush in his cheeks, shooting him a smoldering look.] Slow. For now.

[worldsaway]

[As David buries into the pillow, Thor leans over him to press light kisses over the hair bristling on the nape of his neck. He's blissfully unaware of the fact that he's flustered by what he said, but he thinks whatever he's doing is endearing all the same.

He locks eyes when David looks at him, nodding.]

As you wish.

[And to punctuate that, he starts to slide the length of his cock in and out of David in slow movements. He wants them both to feel every inch of each other, nudging up against the muscles of him to find his sensitive spots.

He leans in enough to catch his lips with a long, firm kiss, pressing his tongue past his teeth to explore his mouth.]

[zhampagne]

[If Thor's goal is for David to feel every inch of him, he's doing a damn good job. A soft, needy whimper is muffled by the pillow as he feels Thor kissing into the back of his neck, and after he comes up for air he finds his mouth caught in a searing kiss. He moans against Thor's mouth, jaw falling slack as if his body is ready to submit to him in any way.

David's back arches, giving the both of them the best possible angle, and it pays off as the head of Thor's dick nudges his prostate. His frame shudders, and his mouth pulls away so he can pant for breath.]

—God, right there.