peacocklocked: 357 (ashes to ashes)
Now, you say. That's right, get pushy--

[he laughs against her lips, and when he finally, finally moves inside her he snaps his hips, a low groan he buries against her neck-- it's incredible, its damning, its going to kill him.

Just like he knew it would. But oh, if he went now, now, now: it wouldn't be so bad. He snaps his hips and with each push, slides her further and further against the desk. But don't worry, his hands are there to settle against her hips, both to steady her and pull her against his cock each time.]


Maybe I wouldn't mind...
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