He didn't want to--no, he wouldn't, no, couldn't--let his eyes clothes. His fingers curled around Rhys's hair, breathing slowly, as he felt his entire body beginning to vibrate with another sort of humming.
A few words tried to make their way out of his mouth but they drawled off into another moan as his head tilted backwards, trying to remain as composed as possible.
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Date: 2012-03-29 01:58 am (UTC)From:A few words tried to make their way out of his mouth but they drawled off into another moan as his head tilted backwards, trying to remain as composed as possible.