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ᴊᴏsʜ ғᴀʀᴀᴅᴀʏ ([personal profile] peacemakers) wrote in [community profile] cowbabes 2020-05-23 04:38 am (UTC)

[ He holds his breath as Vasquez presses in, and— yeah. Fine. Maybe a wiser man would have had Vasquez work him open more, but Faraday has never been particularly touted for his wisdom.

But— God, it's good, and the quiet burn as his muscles stretch open for Vasquez is goddamn delicious. He wraps his leg high around Vasquez's waist, and once Vasquez has pressed in fully, Faraday reaches up to tuck his face against Vasquez's throat, letting out a satisfied if slightly strained swear.

He's more than gratified to know that he's not the only one feeling overwhelmed; that hissed out "shit," Spanish though it was, was more than recognizable. He laughs, high and helpless. ]


Fuck, sweetheart, you feel goddamn amazing.

[ And Faraday has the sinking realization that Vasquez has fucking spoiled him for any future partners. For the rest of his goddamn life.

Jesus wept.

He takes a shuddering breath, shoving that feeling aside in favor of moving his hips in a languid, pointed roll, fucking himself on Vasquez's cock. He lets his head fall back to the pillows with curse. ]


Fucking shit. God. Why the hell aren't you movin'?

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