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.
“Yes…please…Techie, please!” Thoughts spilled out of the most erotic places in his mind, and he wanted more, all of it, all at once. Wanted to be full and filled by him, wanted to let Techie take him apart and put him together and maybe take a piece home anyway, and—-he was in so deep. But the fire in his blood and the blood in his cock didn’t care.
He tilts his hips to make it easier. He’s not practiced but he knows what he’s doing, how to slow him down from the bottom if he has to. But he’s got not interest in slowing Techie down.
‘-please fuck me-‘ he whispers in his head, not even aware he did it. It was all physical sensation overload and his mind was doing what it wanted.
This is what heaven feels like, for sure. Techie’s slipping inside, and Kylo’s body coaxes him in deeper until he’s all the way seated; balls pressed flush against Kylo’s ass. Shit, he’s so tight and hot.
He works his hips back and forth in shallow thrusts to give Kylo time to adjust, but this proves too stimulating and Techie moans wantonly, desperate to fuck him hard, harder and better than anyone had ever fucked him before.
If this possesive streak surprised him, Techie didn’t show it; he started to snap his hips at a punishing pace while laying claim to Kylo with love bites all over his back, his free hand reaching around to thumb at Kylo’s sensitive tip.
His hands fist tighter in the sheets under him, and he dips his forehead to the mattress, arching his back a little higher as well. He feels exquisitely full, and he’s getting such a major chemical rush that he’s nearly in tears.
He keened into the mattress once Techies pace sped up and he felt teeth sink into his skin. His mind was still whispering to Techie’s as his emotions and dopamine boiled
–yes yes please yesmore fuck me yeswant stars Techie yes useme yes Tech-
He sucked in an audible breath when Techie’s hand touched him, face falling back to the mattress again and bucking into his hand while he fucked him from the other side, blissed out and nearly begging, whimpering and moaning his name.
All of Kylo’s thoughts were bleeding into his mind, multiplying Techie’s pleasure sevenfold. Every part of his body thrummed with euphoria and a rushing pulse. Sweat dripped from him onto Kylo’s skin as he lost himself in the rythymn of his hips and the inviting heat that enveloped him.
“F-Fuh, I’m g-gonna go crazy! You’re s-so tight, nn,” he moaned, high on sex and aiming for Kylo’s sweet spot. Once he found it, Techie pounded at it mercilessly, desperate for his partner’s approval. “So good, shit! Mmm, Kylo-”
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