[It starts with a flicker of a cocky grin, the expression driven away with a particularly clever twist of Will's fingers inside of him. The teen's hips jerk, pressing back, meeting the resistance of Regis' hand on his back and then pressing hard down into his King.
It is clear they needn't have worried about his recovery time, already near fullness as he works himself back on Will's fingers.]
You'd like that? [Breathless, strained and thrilled and he leans back to offer Regis a smile, something that would be full of the bravado of his youth if he weren't so thoroughly distracted by their touches. He glances back at Will, lip caught between his teeth, unsure if the two of them would agree to let him push forward the way he wants to, so badly.]
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[It starts with a flicker of a cocky grin, the expression driven away with a particularly clever twist of Will's fingers inside of him. The teen's hips jerk, pressing back, meeting the resistance of Regis' hand on his back and then pressing hard down into his King.
It is clear they needn't have worried about his recovery time, already near fullness as he works himself back on Will's fingers.]
You'd like that? [Breathless, strained and thrilled and he leans back to offer Regis a smile, something that would be full of the bravado of his youth if he weren't so thoroughly distracted by their touches. He glances back at Will, lip caught between his teeth, unsure if the two of them would agree to let him push forward the way he wants to, so badly.]
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