Dean knew what she wanted, knew that particular hitch in her voice like he knew himself, and he reached an arm back, grabbing her hip and yanking it close, moving their bodies together the way she needed, he needed, until he felt her aftershocks subside.
"Angua," he said, almost whimpering when he felt her calming. He was achingly hard, so far gone he didn't care that he was exposed, still impaled on the cock strapped to her body and desperate for release. He put his head down against his hands, thrusting into her too loose hand. "Please."
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Date: 2009-10-20 03:25 am (UTC)"Angua," he said, almost whimpering when he felt her calming. He was achingly hard, so far gone he didn't care that he was exposed, still impaled on the cock strapped to her body and desperate for release. He put his head down against his hands, thrusting into her too loose hand. "Please."