i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Reaching behind him Ever slams his palm against the water control a good deal harder than he'd intended, though hardly registering it. Instantly they were showered with warm water and enough white noise that should anyone be passing through, they (hopefully) wouldn't pay any attention to whatever sounds might echo out.
"Isla." The aviator moans, his forehead against her shoulder as she hooked her leg around him. Whether he could actually feel her wetness against the head of his cock or if he was only imagining it hardly seemed to matter but for the plume of heat that rose up from his groin and blurred any semblance of rationality. "I need you." He pleaded
Reaching down to grasp Isla's raised thigh with one hand, he offered her as communicative a look as he could—jump—as he wrapped his hand around her other thigh and lifted. With the wall against her back to support her weight and his body pressed against hers, Ever was fairly confident he could hold her here more than long enough. Moving back slightly so that more of her weight rested in his hands if only so that he had the necessary spatial awareness and feel to guide himself inside of her, as he shifted his hips back and then pulled hers against him, Everest felt the world seem to slip and then shift as if finally fitting properly into place. Pressing himself all the way forward, it was with something like surprised laughter on his lips that he rested his face momentarily against the crook of her neck, delighted and awed and panting.
"Isla." The aviator moans, his forehead against her shoulder as she hooked her leg around him. Whether he could actually feel her wetness against the head of his cock or if he was only imagining it hardly seemed to matter but for the plume of heat that rose up from his groin and blurred any semblance of rationality. "I need you." He pleaded
Reaching down to grasp Isla's raised thigh with one hand, he offered her as communicative a look as he could—jump—as he wrapped his hand around her other thigh and lifted. With the wall against her back to support her weight and his body pressed against hers, Ever was fairly confident he could hold her here more than long enough. Moving back slightly so that more of her weight rested in his hands if only so that he had the necessary spatial awareness and feel to guide himself inside of her, as he shifted his hips back and then pulled hers against him, Everest felt the world seem to slip and then shift as if finally fitting properly into place. Pressing himself all the way forward, it was with something like surprised laughter on his lips that he rested his face momentarily against the crook of her neck, delighted and awed and panting.
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