[Unfortunately, it's not going to last forever, though Gregor is just the sort to take his time and not hurry. He likes that hand in his hair, another point of contact, and with them so close mentally it smothers any nerves or doubts before they can find breath.
The result is that he's able to relax and enjoy this, finding it easier than he ever remembers sexual intimacy being before, with anyone. Gregor by no means knows what he's doing, but this time that doesn't matter. They're finding out together, like Miles had said. He loses himself to it after a while, a constant hum of contentment rising up in his head, his own hardness forming between his legs that he ignores. It should be demeaning like this, learning how deep he can go (not very), hearing the obscene slick noises he's making, but it's-- not.
It's oddly empowering. His free hand has found its way up under the hem of Miles's shirt at the back, presses tight to the dip of his curved spine, pulling him in closer in counterpoint to his mouth.
This is better than my dream, he tells him, thrumming with pleasure, after several long minutes of leisurely sucking. Come on, Miles. I want to hear you. And he does, that banked wave of his fierce want earlier starting to build back up inside him.]
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The result is that he's able to relax and enjoy this, finding it easier than he ever remembers sexual intimacy being before, with anyone. Gregor by no means knows what he's doing, but this time that doesn't matter. They're finding out together, like Miles had said. He loses himself to it after a while, a constant hum of contentment rising up in his head, his own hardness forming between his legs that he ignores. It should be demeaning like this, learning how deep he can go (not very), hearing the obscene slick noises he's making, but it's-- not.
It's oddly empowering. His free hand has found its way up under the hem of Miles's shirt at the back, presses tight to the dip of his curved spine, pulling him in closer in counterpoint to his mouth.
This is better than my dream, he tells him, thrumming with pleasure, after several long minutes of leisurely sucking. Come on, Miles. I want to hear you. And he does, that banked wave of his fierce want earlier starting to build back up inside him.]