whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Loren's eyes actually rolled up in his head a bit as Nate obliged the healer and started rubbing that spot inside him. Whining with need, he could feel his pleasure building. Once again, he felt himself lose control of the hand on the doctor's back; claws dug in, breaking the skin just a little this time.At the same time, the Launceleyn's fingers in the other man's hair tightened. Moaning a bit, Loren set an even more brutal pace, face fucking Nate without much care for the professor's well-being. The healer started rocking his hips a bit, groaning as the doctor's tongue licked up and down the Launceleyn's hard length. He was getting close now, and he tried to find the words to let the other know. "Fuck. I'm g-gonna..." His voice broke off with a gasp.
what goes, let go
LOREN
