Oh... The feedback on his fantasy was too much. He pushed Hermann against the cool pane of glass and released him to fumble with the buttons on his fly.
"I want people to see you as mine," he said, drawing out his cock with a few strokes, hips rocking against Hermann's ass. "You ARE mine, my name is on your skin, and I want to show you off." He thrust the plug in and out a few times, reassuring himself of Hermann's preparations before withdrawing it without discarding it. "I'd fuck you on stage if you'd let me. I'd fuck you so everyone could see."
Probably trying to have sex with Hermann against a window was a bad idea, however, both for the sake of the window and for the sake of safety (and Hermann's leg). Newt reconsidered it even as the head of his cock pressed at the tight ring of muscle--but he hitched Hermann's hips back against him anyway and pushed deep into his ready, eager body with a low groan.
Everyone will see how much I want you when I say 'I do.'
He imagined the window was instead the edge of a stage: his failed college band, the Black Velvet Rabbits, as a success and, horny from his latest concert, flying high on excitement, he couldn't keep his hands off Hermann. Tongue down his throat in a searing, vulgar kiss, hands under his clothes...stripping Hermann, grinding into him, desperate for him.
Newt pulled out of Hermann after a few thrusts, breathing hard against his skin. The glass was not going to hold up to the pounding he had in mind. He needed an alternative.
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Date: 2017-03-15 10:22 am (UTC)"I want people to see you as mine," he said, drawing out his cock with a few strokes, hips rocking against Hermann's ass. "You ARE mine, my name is on your skin, and I want to show you off." He thrust the plug in and out a few times, reassuring himself of Hermann's preparations before withdrawing it without discarding it. "I'd fuck you on stage if you'd let me. I'd fuck you so everyone could see."
Probably trying to have sex with Hermann against a window was a bad idea, however, both for the sake of the window and for the sake of safety (and Hermann's leg). Newt reconsidered it even as the head of his cock pressed at the tight ring of muscle--but he hitched Hermann's hips back against him anyway and pushed deep into his ready, eager body with a low groan.
Everyone will see how much I want you when I say 'I do.'
He imagined the window was instead the edge of a stage: his failed college band, the Black Velvet Rabbits, as a success and, horny from his latest concert, flying high on excitement, he couldn't keep his hands off Hermann. Tongue down his throat in a searing, vulgar kiss, hands under his clothes...stripping Hermann, grinding into him, desperate for him.
Newt pulled out of Hermann after a few thrusts, breathing hard against his skin. The glass was not going to hold up to the pounding he had in mind. He needed an alternative.