[Felix is so reactive. While there's no denying that seeing Felix in such a desperate state turns Dimitri on, it's the spark of competition in this kiss that has "want" quickly turning into "need". It's both familiar and foreign — coming together with Felix like this, bodies clashing in a desperate struggle. But meeting Felix's blade never felt half as sweet as this does. There's an ache deep inside him, a yearning powerful enough to drown everything else out.
Dimitri groans into the kiss, reaching down between their bodies with his free hand to squeeze the base of his own shaft. He angles it toward the fingers currently buried inside Felix, teasing the head of his cock around the rim of Felix's hole. The slick substance there makes it all the more tempting to just give in, but he doesn't, eager to keep fighting until they both crumble.]
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Dimitri groans into the kiss, reaching down between their bodies with his free hand to squeeze the base of his own shaft. He angles it toward the fingers currently buried inside Felix, teasing the head of his cock around the rim of Felix's hole. The slick substance there makes it all the more tempting to just give in, but he doesn't, eager to keep fighting until they both crumble.]