and yes i've been changing. for me, not for you
If there were any doubts before they were all washed away as his body moved with Rance's, coming together in a symphony of pleasure. There was something different about this kiss from all others and he really liked it.
The hand grasping at his ass was a new thing and fuck was it amazing. Nobody had quite been so handsy with him in all his experiences here in Caido, so it shouldn't be a surprised that it earned a moan, his hips thrusting forward once more. The tightness in his pants was growing more and more obvious and Oliver was more than ready to get things moving with Rance, maybe see what else that gorgeous mouth could do before-
His body was met with buckets upon buckets of water. In other scenarios, this could be really sexy, but not when it's soaking wet and coming down in a horrifically unpleasant fashion. It was hard and pounding, clouding his vision. Pulling apart, he gasped and tried to adjust his hair which was now covering his eyes. Body trembling from the cold, he stared forward at Rance who seemed equally unhappy. "Fucking hell... do you want to go back to my place or fuck." Gods did he feel like trash right about now. This was the most unsexy thing ever.
"Or maybe we should just- I don't know- do something again sometime? When we aren't soaking wet." It wasn't like Rance wasn't hot as fuck or that Oliver didn't want to do anything. Hopefully Rance would feel mutually that this rain was a total mood killer. Staring at Rance, Oliver waited and hoped for a positive response.
The hand grasping at his ass was a new thing and fuck was it amazing. Nobody had quite been so handsy with him in all his experiences here in Caido, so it shouldn't be a surprised that it earned a moan, his hips thrusting forward once more. The tightness in his pants was growing more and more obvious and Oliver was more than ready to get things moving with Rance, maybe see what else that gorgeous mouth could do before-
His body was met with buckets upon buckets of water. In other scenarios, this could be really sexy, but not when it's soaking wet and coming down in a horrifically unpleasant fashion. It was hard and pounding, clouding his vision. Pulling apart, he gasped and tried to adjust his hair which was now covering his eyes. Body trembling from the cold, he stared forward at Rance who seemed equally unhappy. "Fucking hell... do you want to go back to my place or fuck." Gods did he feel like trash right about now. This was the most unsexy thing ever.
"Or maybe we should just- I don't know- do something again sometime? When we aren't soaking wet." It wasn't like Rance wasn't hot as fuck or that Oliver didn't want to do anything. Hopefully Rance would feel mutually that this rain was a total mood killer. Staring at Rance, Oliver waited and hoped for a positive response.
smile for the camera, it's just a shot in the dark
