Gamzee snarls, clawing at Dave as his hips piston. His bulge writhes even more madly within the human as he edges towards his climax, and he's barely conscious of the desire not to come first. All that matters is the thick pleasure that slides all over him like velvet. It's hot and sweet and tangy on his tongue, and the most intense choir in his ears. Every sense is bombarded and he wouldn't have it any other way.
But he can sense that Dave is close, and growls out his name against bloody skin. He surges and twists, encouraging Dave to bite deeper, pull his hair harder.
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Date: 2012-02-04 10:37 am (UTC)But he can sense that Dave is close, and growls out his name against bloody skin. He surges and twists, encouraging Dave to bite deeper, pull his hair harder.