fein putting on couris old stuff while he’s away visiting family and at first he’s just watching but then couri starts groaning in frustration and complaining about how unlucky the run is and he looks so done with it and so pissed off and before fein knows it his hand is wrapped around his cock. he tries to make his hand feel smaller, thinner, more delicate around himself like it belongs to someone else, and by now he can imagine couris voice saying everything he wants to hear. and when he spills over his hand he whines and wonders what couri would do if he could hear it
















