"You're so fucking tight." what would most likely be considered a compliment, at least coming from anyone else, sounds like a genuine insult as it slips out of Eliott's clenched jaw. the typical bite and bile he has for those people. and yet he keeps pushing and hammering inside the older man with feverish obsession. both hands grabbing tight and squeezing on both the cheeks he keeps spread apart to sink himself into. sweat trickles from his brow, then drips and falls to land into the curve of Sky's ass. at the same time, wet and loud slaps of skin on skin violence continue echoing into the writer's home. "Look at you... So fucking needy you'll take anyone as long as they've got a fat cock to pound you with. You're all the same." he snickers and reaches, grabbing into the back of his prey's hair and pulls, hard enough to make him arch and grunts proud of himself as pleasure continues washing over him as he keeps claiming the older man.

the grin on Ben's face is wicked, properly impish, as he pushes his middle finger into Declan's core and curves it ever so slightly to push and press on his sensitive spot. "There you go. Cum for me, baby." there's a huff, proud and amused, as Declan unravels under his touch. "Just like that..." he presses closer, feels Declan's knee starting to press into his bare chest and keeps twisting and moving his finger inside of him, leans down and presses his lips to his.