[ he sucks in another breath, feeling his spine straighten when keith moves his finger inside him. his head starts to bob, almost frantically. ]
Y-Yeah — good, I'm good, just.
[ he bites down on the inside of his cheek, tentatively rolling his hips back onto keith's waiting fingers. he makes a soft sound, almost a whimper, fingers tightening over the other's shoulders where he's rested them. ]
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Y-Yeah — good, I'm good, just.
[ he bites down on the inside of his cheek, tentatively rolling his hips back onto keith's waiting fingers. he makes a soft sound, almost a whimper, fingers tightening over the other's shoulders where he's rested them. ]
More, Keith, I think — give me more—