#like oh

Sometimes he barely supports himself at all while he ruts into you slowly, pushing in so deep you feel him in your lungs. He wants the closeness, wants to feel your body under him, to breathe in your gasps. He earns those sounds from you, grinding on each downstroke, moaning when you squeeze him tighter.

He tells you he's obsessed with you - "in the most non creepy way," he'd assure you later - he tells you that your cunt fits him like a glove, grunting in your ear when he can't hold his head up anymore. And he kisses you so sweetly when you've both finished, gentle lips on the corner of your mouth, his tongue just slipping out to meet yours.

And when he pulls out, apologizing when your breath hitches, he licks down your neck to distract you from the loss. You only call him sammy in bed, and when it slips out with a sigh he bites your lip and groans, his eyes fluttering shut.