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[ Sharp- Sharp wasn't a feeling he was expecting as he felt pressure shooting up his back. Sharp tugging at his toes to curl them into the air. Sharp shiver pulling his head back to groan and drown in the air of the room. Sharp building and building in his gut, pushing down till his head felt so numb he couldn't feel that sharp anymore ]

Darryn, Sol- Fuck. Can i cum? Please? I can't- fuckin' christ Sol, please-

[ His words stuck on a loop, begging and pleading, moaning and whining. His hands seemed to get lost then too, grabbing at Darryn, his arms, shoulders, back, down his arms, the sheets, back to his shoulders. His body not knowing how to react but to desperately roll against the hand holding his hips down, trying to buck against the pleasure ]