all my scars have got a tune
A snort leaves him at her determination, despite the fact that Milo hasn’t even gotten started entirely yet. So he wonders how long she can keep up the facade, especially as he slips into her. He’s barely restrained, himself, but he focuses on her first and foremost, giving her time to change and adjust how they are. And she does, to an extent, before she’s pulling him in close against her, driving his cock deeper. A rumble leaves him, but he’s content to give into her.
His neck and cheeks flush too, one hand departing her to brace against the door, pulling out a fraction to thrust back in again, this time a bit harder, that restraint he had falling apart with splintering fractures and every passing second. He dives in for her again, biting down on the soft space beneath her ear, where her shoulder meets her neck, driving himself deeper again and using her skin to try and stifle the sound he makes for her.
His neck and cheeks flush too, one hand departing her to brace against the door, pulling out a fraction to thrust back in again, this time a bit harder, that restraint he had falling apart with splintering fractures and every passing second. He dives in for her again, biting down on the soft space beneath her ear, where her shoulder meets her neck, driving himself deeper again and using her skin to try and stifle the sound he makes for her.
there's a fire in my heart
and i can't stop it burning down
and i can't stop it burning down
MILO
