"How often?" he asked, voice gone rough with want. "How many times have you done this to yourself? How deep? How hard? Tell me, Jensen, tell me what you like." He stroked deep, enjoying the tease, and Jensen cursed and shuddered around him.
"Not – not often enough," he said, a bare breath of sound. "Oh, right there, yeah, fuck – God, Jared, your hands are huge, I can't ..." He turned his head restlessly on the pillow; Jared twisted his fingers and Jensen threw his head back with a moan, soft hair sliding across Jared's shoulder. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," he chanted. "Now, Jared, or I'm gonna come. I want you in me when I come."
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"How often?" he asked, voice gone rough with want. "How many times have you done this to yourself? How deep? How hard? Tell me, Jensen, tell me what you like." He stroked deep, enjoying the tease, and Jensen cursed and shuddered around him.
"Not – not often enough," he said, a bare breath of sound. "Oh, right there, yeah, fuck – God, Jared, your hands are huge, I can't ..." He turned his head restlessly on the pillow; Jared twisted his fingers and Jensen threw his head back with a moan, soft hair sliding across Jared's shoulder. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," he chanted. "Now, Jared, or I'm gonna come. I want you in me when I come."