[Maybe it's against the law but Gator is the law, at least for now. It'll get them in trouble one of these days for sure. But that day isn't today; all they have to worry about today is if Eddie's brought enough lube for everything Gator wants to do to him.
Fuck. He hopes so.
Gator's starting with spoiling him too, taking Eddie into that talented, wicked mouth. Eddie loves the way he sucks cock: focused, thorough, with a touch of meanness now and then. Eddie's head falls back as Gator teases his slit, a moan escaping him. One hand finds Gator's hair out of reflex but he forces the touch to his cheek instead; can't take too much liberty with the slicked back style. But fuck if he doesn't want to just hold on, especially when Gator swallows.]
Ohβ oh yes, fuck, please...
[Then Gator practically strips him; the way he literally rips Eddie's boxers off makes Eddie leak, cock twitching with his excitement. It's so fucking hot. Gator's dangerous and one of these days Eddie's going to run into his bad side but he's so fucking sexy that Eddie can't even care.
He starts to shrug out of his jacket when Gator interrupts him with a kiss; Eddie's hands flutter uselessly for a moment before settling on his shoulders, pulling him closer.
What he hears makes him whimper with need.]
Yes. Yes, please yes, Gatorβ
[He'll move as Gator wants him, whether it's on his hands and knees or if Gator wants him on his back with legs over those strong shoulders. Or maybe something else entirely, who knows? All he knows is that he wants it, wants everything Gator wants, the pleasure he promises every time they meet like this.]
[ he pulls eddie closer, throwing his legs over his shoulders. his hands crawl up, one on eddie's cock, the other playing with one of his nipples. gator ducks his head, parting eddie with his tongue, then he presses it to his hole. he flicks his tongue against it, slowly turning to lapping, gator practically drooling for it. he lifts his head, lips shiny-wet. ]
Tastes so fuckin' good, sweetheart.
[ he lowers his head again, licking, pressing the tip of his tongue inside. he pumps it, palm tight on eddie's cock. he glances up, moaning against eddie's hole. he closes his eyes, tilting his head as he continues to lick him. his own cock strains his uniform pants, cammoflage unable to hide it. he ruts against the blankets, needing friction as his eyelids flutter. again, he tips his chin up. ]
Ready to fuck? I need it, I need that ass. Toss me the fuckin' lube.
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Fuck. He hopes so.
Gator's starting with spoiling him too, taking Eddie into that talented, wicked mouth. Eddie loves the way he sucks cock: focused, thorough, with a touch of meanness now and then. Eddie's head falls back as Gator teases his slit, a moan escaping him. One hand finds Gator's hair out of reflex but he forces the touch to his cheek instead; can't take too much liberty with the slicked back style. But fuck if he doesn't want to just hold on, especially when Gator swallows.]
Ohβ oh yes, fuck, please...
[Then Gator practically strips him; the way he literally rips Eddie's boxers off makes Eddie leak, cock twitching with his excitement. It's so fucking hot. Gator's dangerous and one of these days Eddie's going to run into his bad side but he's so fucking sexy that Eddie can't even care.
He starts to shrug out of his jacket when Gator interrupts him with a kiss; Eddie's hands flutter uselessly for a moment before settling on his shoulders, pulling him closer.
What he hears makes him whimper with need.]
Yes. Yes, please yes, Gatorβ
[He'll move as Gator wants him, whether it's on his hands and knees or if Gator wants him on his back with legs over those strong shoulders. Or maybe something else entirely, who knows? All he knows is that he wants it, wants everything Gator wants, the pleasure he promises every time they meet like this.]
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[ he pulls eddie closer, throwing his legs over his shoulders. his hands crawl up, one on eddie's cock, the other playing with one of his nipples. gator ducks his head, parting eddie with his tongue, then he presses it to his hole. he flicks his tongue against it, slowly turning to lapping, gator practically drooling for it. he lifts his head, lips shiny-wet. ]
Tastes so fuckin' good, sweetheart.
[ he lowers his head again, licking, pressing the tip of his tongue inside. he pumps it, palm tight on eddie's cock. he glances up, moaning against eddie's hole. he closes his eyes, tilting his head as he continues to lick him. his own cock strains his uniform pants, cammoflage unable to hide it. he ruts against the blankets, needing friction as his eyelids flutter. again, he tips his chin up. ]
Ready to fuck? I need it, I need that ass. Toss me the fuckin' lube.