[Felix is deliciously hot in his grasp, and though Dimitri can't get any satisfaction himself like this, he finds he doesn't mind. It's almost better this way, really — he gets to get his hands on Felix without reaching his own peak. The flame of desire inside him is warm and comforting, a pleasant distraction from the icy chill of fear. Dimitri chuckles to himself, nipping Felix's lower lip as he begins palming Felix's cock in time with the writhing of his hips.]
Shame I cannot get my mouth on you, [he murmurs into the kiss, lips curving into a smile.]
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Shame I cannot get my mouth on you, [he murmurs into the kiss, lips curving into a smile.]
We may have a bit of a mess to hide...