Alecto's mewl is positively besotted and he feels his thighs automatically start to spread, a thrumming heat beginning to throb between his legs. "Yes, please, darling," he murmurs, his hands gliding all over Joshua to tug him closer, so close, like he couldn't stand the thought of any extra space between them anymore. "I'd like nothing more. I want to be absolutely full of you."
The very thought of that makes Alecto groan in the back of his throat. They kiss for a while longer, open mouthed and getting more desperate by the second - searching tongues and bumping teeth - before Alecto forces himself to pull back and, with his fingers gripped in his husband's hair, gently pushes him down, down, down to where Alecto is already feeling himself get wet, warm, and so, so needy.
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The very thought of that makes Alecto groan in the back of his throat. They kiss for a while longer, open mouthed and getting more desperate by the second - searching tongues and bumping teeth - before Alecto forces himself to pull back and, with his fingers gripped in his husband's hair, gently pushes him down, down, down to where Alecto is already feeling himself get wet, warm, and so, so needy.