[Tav gasps for air, twice, like he's trying to remember how to breathe properly, and then lets out a long, low trill, brows knitting together and his mouth gaping in concentration. His nails dig into Dave's scalp a little, clinging so desperately as he is. He can't think straight, can't really think anything at all except for how Dave's teeth and tongue feel so unequivocally perfect, how his nook is full and Dave feels so good sliding in and out of him like that—
and it's too much. Too much all at once, and he spasms once, twice around Dave and then he's coming hard with a choked gasp, burying his face against Dave's chest and just clinging, wet and warm and satisfied.]
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Date: 2011-12-16 02:15 am (UTC)and it's too much. Too much all at once, and he spasms once, twice around Dave and then he's coming hard with a choked gasp, burying his face against Dave's chest and just clinging, wet and warm and satisfied.]