[He's pulsing inside of him -- at least, it feels that way. A product of being squeezed in such a dubious way. It's a staggering in a funny way; while Lance has been inside of him before, he's yet to pierce anyone, especially Lance. He should...lie down. He probably needs to lie down, but he won't.]
I -- haah, [Don't make him answer when you're doing that thing with your butt. His fingers knead along his back, not scratching or pressing in, but pawing along...] I'm not good at explaining-?!
[All he can sneak out before Lance goes mobile. His hips roll forward in response, meeting him halfway with a flurry of audible, pleased gasps.]
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I -- haah, [Don't make him answer when you're doing that thing with your butt. His fingers knead along his back, not scratching or pressing in, but pawing along...] I'm not good at explaining-?!
[All he can sneak out before Lance goes mobile. His hips roll forward in response, meeting him halfway with a flurry of audible, pleased gasps.]