then pull me to the backseat

you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god

Luckily for Ever, even if he's not the sharpest when it comes to invoking imagined scenarios or the sort of feelings where rough and quick were natural consequences, he's a good fuck, and Danta lets him know at every opportunity. By the Maverick's gasp and initial cry of pleasure, the aviator has absolutely chosen the best course of action, and the hand that grips the base of his cock alongside the husky voice whispering in his ear has his breath hitching in a laugh that doesn't quite make it out.

"Make me, then," he rumbles in challenge, turning his head to snatch a quick and clumsy kiss from Ever's lips before the movements of their bodies make it impossible for him to do much more than hold on. Bracing against the wall to provide as much resistance against Ever's thrusts as he can, gods but he wants the other man's hands all over him, bruising and possessive and all-consuming.

Dantalion