Every touch from Richard's hands to Alec's body sent a sharp pang of desire through Alec, made him want to cry out in pleasure and need, in encouragement and demand. He didn't: words felt so much better in his mouth and he knew that Richard knew what he needed without Alec having to specifically ask for it, without needing to point out what he liked.
There were times that Alec very much enjoyed Richard's ability to read his body.
Alec's tongue pressed against Richard's finger as he scraped his teeth against the edge of him, threatening and promising in equal measure, while his own fingers continued to focus on opening Richard for him. He was certainly ready to be taking, he figured, no matter the patience he made himself exert.
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Date: 2014-01-19 07:48 pm (UTC)From:There were times that Alec very much enjoyed Richard's ability to read his body.
Alec's tongue pressed against Richard's finger as he scraped his teeth against the edge of him, threatening and promising in equal measure, while his own fingers continued to focus on opening Richard for him. He was certainly ready to be taking, he figured, no matter the patience he made himself exert.