[Tav can definitely appreciate that he's reduced Dave Strider to a shivering, moaning mess; every curse, every word of praise, every incoherent noise he makes sends a jolt straight to Tav's dick. Almost without thinking, responding instinctively to that slick smear against his stomach, he curls his fingers around Dave's cock again. It's like instinct has kicked in, taken over; the only remnant of shy, stuttering Tavros is the flush on his cheeks, the look on his face as he grinds in circles, trying to get deeper to where he can feel the tip of his dick probing against Dave's prostate.]
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