[ He really doesn't need to worry about how he looks. Sure, there's a lot of training for how to arch your back, let your hair fall down prettily, how to shape your mouth in a moan. But this is better.
This is raw, honest. Skin sweat-slick and glistening in the candlelight, hair a rumpled mess, entirely wrapped up in the moment, the movement, the feeling of it. That's where he needs to be.
And it means Bull can really start to put his weight into it, breath escaping in low huffs and grunts as his cock pounds into the elf where he hangs, helpless, babbling in that sweet tongue of his.
You didn't need the language course to determine most of what he was saying, anyway. ]
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This is raw, honest. Skin sweat-slick and glistening in the candlelight, hair a rumpled mess, entirely wrapped up in the moment, the movement, the feeling of it. That's where he needs to be.
And it means Bull can really start to put his weight into it, breath escaping in low huffs and grunts as his cock pounds into the elf where he hangs, helpless, babbling in that sweet tongue of his.
You didn't need the language course to determine most of what he was saying, anyway. ]