He doesn't say this enough, he thinks, as he watches Joshua strip himself of his simple clothes, so he makes a point to do so now: "You're gorgeous, darling. Really. I'm so...so lucky to have you." The way the light hits his skin almost makes him glow, haloed with gold. Alecto's eyes are alight with profound love in this very moment, making his chest feel so full, full to bursting.
So, enthusiastically, he lets out a pretty little groan once Joshua's back on him, pulling him up to sit in his lap. The new position thrills him, his mouth parting to feel Joshua's tongue searching, probing. But it's not enough. Alecto feels hot, hot urgency pumping through his veins as they continue to make out and all elegancy and poetry is soon lost to him as his hands race down to hike the edge of the slip dress up over his hips. It's a crude action, rushed, but Alecto doesn't care. His husband is saying something but he barely hears him, focused only on how he feels suddenly very needy, incredibly horny, as if he were in actual heat, driven by nothing but sheer lustful instinct to mate as he grabs hold of Joshua's huge cock - pumps it once, twice - and guides it unceremoniously into himself, feels the thick head press into his sopping wet cunt with an obscene sound. It feels incredible already and Alecto allows himself to sink down slowly on the shaft, letting gravity do most of the work, and the feeling of finally, finally being fucked into makes Alecto moan, practically a howl, against his husband's lips.
"Yes," he breathes, even if the initial penetration stings, stretching his inner walls wide, and he has to allow himself a moment to adjust, already panting.
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So, enthusiastically, he lets out a pretty little groan once Joshua's back on him, pulling him up to sit in his lap. The new position thrills him, his mouth parting to feel Joshua's tongue searching, probing. But it's not enough. Alecto feels hot, hot urgency pumping through his veins as they continue to make out and all elegancy and poetry is soon lost to him as his hands race down to hike the edge of the slip dress up over his hips. It's a crude action, rushed, but Alecto doesn't care. His husband is saying something but he barely hears him, focused only on how he feels suddenly very needy, incredibly horny, as if he were in actual heat, driven by nothing but sheer lustful instinct to mate as he grabs hold of Joshua's huge cock - pumps it once, twice - and guides it unceremoniously into himself, feels the thick head press into his sopping wet cunt with an obscene sound. It feels incredible already and Alecto allows himself to sink down slowly on the shaft, letting gravity do most of the work, and the feeling of finally, finally being fucked into makes Alecto moan, practically a howl, against his husband's lips.
"Yes," he breathes, even if the initial penetration stings, stretching his inner walls wide, and he has to allow himself a moment to adjust, already panting.