Gerard mewls high and wanting, lapping at Michael's teeth, at the blood still stained around his lips. He's known only the relief of his own hand--and very seldomly, for he tries his best to abide by the scriptures--and this is so much better, so far beyond that, he can't begin to describe it.
Michael has to shut his eyes to the sensations, so painfully new, but his hip just slide and roll, seemingly of their own accord without any real input from him. It's sloppy--he doesn't know enough to know it's sloppy--but it's the best thing he's ever felt.
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Date: 2008-02-29 07:59 am (UTC)Michael has to shut his eyes to the sensations, so painfully new, but his hip just slide and roll, seemingly of their own accord without any real input from him. It's sloppy--he doesn't know enough to know it's sloppy--but it's the best thing he's ever felt.