[ The sensation of being filled with Hiccup's hot come is unlike anything else, better than he imagines every single time he gets to have him. He wriggles back, ass pressed firmly over a pelvis bone, spread for Hiccup to rut into, while the kisses shortly after along his neck have him sighing out unsteadily so as not to moan and give them away. ]
Perfect. [ Nuzzling him without a care for his sullied hip or the harsh breathing, Jack noses against a temple as he half-turns and pets through Hiccup's hair with the hand previously fisted in auburn locks by the arm arching backwards. ] I ... I wish we were in bed, Hic ...
[ To do nothing but laze about on each other, to kiss and cuddle. But the class is still chatting away behind the utility closet's door, and Jack complains about it with a whimper of protest, squeezing the dick buried in his ass. ]
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Perfect. [ Nuzzling him without a care for his sullied hip or the harsh breathing, Jack noses against a temple as he half-turns and pets through Hiccup's hair with the hand previously fisted in auburn locks by the arm arching backwards. ] I ... I wish we were in bed, Hic ...
[ To do nothing but laze about on each other, to kiss and cuddle. But the class is still chatting away behind the utility closet's door, and Jack complains about it with a whimper of protest, squeezing the dick buried in his ass. ]