[ Faraday's lips part to shoot something snitty, but Vasquez interrupts him by teasing him with lube-slick fingers. Faraday jerks with surprise at that uncomfortably coolness against his overheated skin, but it warms with his body heat after a few passes. ]
Come the hell on—
[ But this, too, is quickly interrupted when Vasquez presses a finger inside of him, achingly slow but without hesitance. ]
Fuck— finally—
[ It's hardly anything, really, but he feels the familiar, quiet burn as he's stretched open, and anticipation writhes and snaps in his gut.
He lifts up his knees and rolls his hips, trying to coax Vasquez deeper, trying to convince him to give Faraday more. ]
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Come the hell on—
[ But this, too, is quickly interrupted when Vasquez presses a finger inside of him, achingly slow but without hesitance. ]
Fuck— finally—
[ It's hardly anything, really, but he feels the familiar, quiet burn as he's stretched open, and anticipation writhes and snaps in his gut.
He lifts up his knees and rolls his hips, trying to coax Vasquez deeper, trying to convince him to give Faraday more. ]
I ain't delicate.