Dean had accepted the respite with an uneasy calm, grateful for the chance to get his breath back, still aching to get off but in a calmer, more muted sense now that he'd had a moment to collect himself. So his girlfriend wanted to fingerfuck him. It'd been good the last time, if something Dean had learned to enjoy rather than crave, and if Angua wanted it he'd sure as hell give it to her.
Still, he couldn't help but twitch at the renewed press of fingers, groaning outloud at the urging of a third. They moved more easily inside of him now, going smoother and deeper with the lube, and Dean soon found that the discomfort of the stretch was easing. "Yeah, baby," he whispered, squeezing his eyes up tight when her fingers went deep, as held to the sheets by them as he would have been a steel chain. "S'good."
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Date: 2009-10-07 03:09 am (UTC)Still, he couldn't help but twitch at the renewed press of fingers, groaning outloud at the urging of a third. They moved more easily inside of him now, going smoother and deeper with the lube, and Dean soon found that the discomfort of the stretch was easing. "Yeah, baby," he whispered, squeezing his eyes up tight when her fingers went deep, as held to the sheets by them as he would have been a steel chain. "S'good."