[That sharp bit of pain was something 76 was all too willing to give, and expected to get in turn for it. Teetering on being too much or too little, chasing it as much as he could to keep it where that balance was needed. No worry of it slipping to too much, no fear needing to hold anything back-
The moment he felt skin against his own lips, could feel a mix of facial hair and bare skin, 76 was biting down. Sharp teeth sunk where neck met shoulder as his head tiled slightly, doing nothing to muffle despite that want to bite. Some little thing, fingers twisting within long white hair, no doubt his own beard scruffed against skin, sharp teeth dragging along, only letting go whenever Reaper went for his again, gasps growing louder. Hitching, even.
It was what 76 needed, wanted, made clear from the rumbling moan and the way his body bucked from the sharper thrust. Thighs clung to sides, hitched up thanks to the way his heel could brace against Reaper, actually opening himself up to make that angle better for them both; easier for the older man to sink in deep and pull back, and for him to feel it. Sharp nails dug further against Reaper's back, those marks left behind in welt raising scratches.]
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Date: 2022-05-16 06:04 pm (UTC)From:The moment he felt skin against his own lips, could feel a mix of facial hair and bare skin, 76 was biting down. Sharp teeth sunk where neck met shoulder as his head tiled slightly, doing nothing to muffle despite that want to bite. Some little thing, fingers twisting within long white hair, no doubt his own beard scruffed against skin, sharp teeth dragging along, only letting go whenever Reaper went for his again, gasps growing louder. Hitching, even.
It was what 76 needed, wanted, made clear from the rumbling moan and the way his body bucked from the sharper thrust. Thighs clung to sides, hitched up thanks to the way his heel could brace against Reaper, actually opening himself up to make that angle better for them both; easier for the older man to sink in deep and pull back, and for him to feel it. Sharp nails dug further against Reaper's back, those marks left behind in welt raising scratches.]