HE GETS ME HIGH

usfw sideblog to @ischaron

HE’S GOT A KNUCKLE BITTEN HARD between teeth, muffling the sounds that fall from his lips by only just a smidge. it didn’t matter here. there wasn’t a living soul for miles if they were lucky, which meant he didn’t have to hide like normal — and yet there’s a FLUSH that feeds through the cowboy’s cheek when nate pulls his hand away and settles it down into the sheets.

he’s three fingers deep, coiling ever so slightly as the larger man presses into him and each time it’s a guttural response. it’s been years since rian has felt anything like it, and that alone has him desperate for more. there’s an ache between his legs in the form of a cock that’s practically LEAKING despite not being touched, and the look on the other man’s face — has him panting.

❝ o-oh fuck… slower — ❞ except he wants anything BUT that and it’s clear in the way nate looks up at him, a glint in his eyes and a smile that’s devilish in presentation.

he pulls out of him and the dark-haired man whimpers in the absence, hips shuttering as though trying to trail after deft fingers that’s gripping something else now… something much larger that makes his mouth water and his eyes widen.

❝ you’re so big — ❞ but the other man’s look silences him, and he’s lining up, one large hand shifting him fully onto his back, tight on his thigh.

have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it.