[ He's more in control of himself, this time, and while his body nearly moves of its own accord, he manages to wrangle himself enough to not actively try to choke the other man.
Of course, Vasquez is making that almost insurmountably difficult, trying to hold him in place, swallowing around Faraday's cock over and over again. Another guttural groan escapes him, originating from somewhere low in his chest, and he fists his even harder in Vasquez's curls.
He takes the hint, though – the invitation, really – but in spite of all of his earlier impatience, he's still careful about it, rolling his hips experimentally, testing the threshold of Vasquez's limits. ]
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[ He's more in control of himself, this time, and while his body nearly moves of its own accord, he manages to wrangle himself enough to not actively try to choke the other man.
Of course, Vasquez is making that almost insurmountably difficult, trying to hold him in place, swallowing around Faraday's cock over and over again. Another guttural groan escapes him, originating from somewhere low in his chest, and he fists his even harder in Vasquez's curls.
He takes the hint, though – the invitation, really – but in spite of all of his earlier impatience, he's still careful about it, rolling his hips experimentally, testing the threshold of Vasquez's limits. ]
God, Vas, your fuckin' mouth—