icy: how to feel. (they try to tell me.)
Jack Frost ❄ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ([personal profile] icy) wrote in [community profile] pookabox 2014-09-20 07:34 pm (UTC)

I'm gonna come, I won't last. [ He cries out as he grinds over Hiccup's long, scaled cock with urgent bucks, tear-tracks running down his temples as his own erection starts to twitch and spasm with the force of a knot pressing him so widely open and a thick crown rubbing so forcefully over his prostate, whimpers pouring into the kiss apologetically. ] Don't let me come, don't let me, I don't wanna do it yet.

[ It's been too long since he had this, mad for it and rubbing his forehead against a cheek as he trembles. ]

M-Make it fast. Please. [ His teeth find the tip of a pointed ear and bite down demandingly as he groans. ] Don't hold back, be rough with me.

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