[His breath hitches in, sharp, at the idea of that - being flushed with the heat of that effect, wanting Rye but not able to have anything but his own hand]
Jesus. That's -
[He licks at his lips, unconsciously]
Y-yeah, that's - I wanna try. I'd want you so bad. I mean - I want you all the time anyway, but, like - that power's like s-someone flipped the switch up to 11 all of a sudden.
[Hurricane shudders, hard, as Rye's finger starts to thrust; his back arches up off the bed in a bow at the combination of sensations, the teasing wet heat of Rye's mouth, and the not-enough girth of a single finger. His fingers rub restlessly at his own nipple; it was a stiff peak already, but within seconds it firms up further under the attention]
J-jesus, hurry. I want more. I want - I want you to drag it out even longer. I'm going k-kinda crazy, and it's - god, you're making it worse, it's so - g-good.
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Jesus. That's -
[He licks at his lips, unconsciously]
Y-yeah, that's - I wanna try. I'd want you so bad. I mean - I want you all the time anyway, but, like - that power's like s-someone flipped the switch up to 11 all of a sudden.
[Hurricane shudders, hard, as Rye's finger starts to thrust; his back arches up off the bed in a bow at the combination of sensations, the teasing wet heat of Rye's mouth, and the not-enough girth of a single finger. His fingers rub restlessly at his own nipple; it was a stiff peak already, but within seconds it firms up further under the attention]
J-jesus, hurry. I want more. I want - I want you to drag it out even longer. I'm going k-kinda crazy, and it's - god, you're making it worse, it's so - g-good.