He swallowed hard, head spinning. What more could he do but comply? Techie slid in another one of his deft fingers, making good use of the callouses at the tips while he relentless stroked that sensitive bundle of nerves. “You’re d-driving me crazy,” Techie gasps. “Ah- I c-can’t… mmm! Inside, please-!” 

The thought of penetrating Kylo made his cock jerk, precum sliding off the tip. Techie rarely slept with somebody he wasn’t in love with, and Kylo wasn’t the exception to the rule. He’d fallen; truly, madly, deeply. That’s why this was so special: the two of them breathing hard in the low-light, skin-to-skin, lost in pleasure. Everything together.

“’M going to p-push in,” Techie warns between heated kisses onto Kylo’s back.

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