Another chirrup, and another, as he shudders with how intensely he wants. Dave is up for it, and oh so soon he'll have his bulge deep in that madding, furnace-heat, while Dave's dick pries and stretches him open. It will be motherfucking perfect. Gamzee makes another sound, a deep growl that very nearly vibrates bone, and pulls Dave away from the wall. He shoves, letting himself follow down and rub all over.
Then he puts his natural flexibility to work. He has to turn his back--oh and isn't that a motherfucking thrill of danger and sweet-hot lust--and yank Dave's legs apart, while tipping forward and tangling his with the human's. It would be fucking painful for any length of time, but he's so flexible that the stretch just feels good. His nook rubs against the shaft of Dave's dick, but not quite hard enough to slip in yet, while his bulge writhes against Dave's balls and down between Dave's thighs. Gamzee has to shift and guide the tip in with one hand, but once it finds where it's supposed to go, it's all over wriggling and undulating its way in.
"GOING TO TAKE MY MOTHERFUCKING TIME. Get to know every inch full up in you. MAP THAT SHIT FULL OUT."
He looks over his shoulder, expression cocky, to watch Dave's face. To watch as he realizes what's starting to go motherfucking down. He can't thrust like this so it's sinfully torturously slow, only the movement of his bulge and minuscule, intimate grinds of his hips pressing him further in, and finally, Dave just a tiny bit into him. The stretch is there and he cries out, adding an alien sound of pleasure no human could possibly voice.
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Then he puts his natural flexibility to work. He has to turn his back--oh and isn't that a motherfucking thrill of danger and sweet-hot lust--and yank Dave's legs apart, while tipping forward and tangling his with the human's. It would be fucking painful for any length of time, but he's so flexible that the stretch just feels good. His nook rubs against the shaft of Dave's dick, but not quite hard enough to slip in yet, while his bulge writhes against Dave's balls and down between Dave's thighs. Gamzee has to shift and guide the tip in with one hand, but once it finds where it's supposed to go, it's all over wriggling and undulating its way in.
"GOING TO TAKE MY MOTHERFUCKING TIME. Get to know every inch full up in you. MAP THAT SHIT FULL OUT."
He looks over his shoulder, expression cocky, to watch Dave's face. To watch as he realizes what's starting to go motherfucking down. He can't thrust like this so it's sinfully torturously slow, only the movement of his bulge and minuscule, intimate grinds of his hips pressing him further in, and finally, Dave just a tiny bit into him. The stretch is there and he cries out, adding an alien sound of pleasure no human could possibly voice.