[He let his head fall back a little, whining a quiet, utterly desperate needing sound in his throat. Digging his fingers into the back of Gabe's neck to hold his mouth against his skin. All his bruises had healed up in the time Gabe had been in Ireland, Darryn needed to be marked up again and was happy to let him know it.]
Show me how much you missed me, 'kay? [He rolled his hips from side to side, less than usual innocent happy motion and far more a desperate need to get friction in his aching cock against Gabe's torso.] Give it to me, Gabe. I need it, please?
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Show me how much you missed me, 'kay? [He rolled his hips from side to side, less than usual innocent happy motion and far more a desperate need to get friction in his aching cock against Gabe's torso.] Give it to me, Gabe. I need it, please?