Louis got hard at some point getting sucked, and his fangs are already dropped: even in the throes of pleasure he's made his body ready to take more. He's smiling heady when Armand pulls back, kisses him deeply.
Gimme a sec. Because he's greedy, Louis, wants all his pleasures at once. He sheds his sleepwear, careful not to tear anything, and pulls Armand in by the hips.
"I love you," he says — it's still rare he says it first, always finds it contrived outside of these moments. Dips his head and kisses Armand's collarbone, the rise of his chest, licks a hot tongue there. Still lingering in foreplay even now - he really is in a mood. Though there's nothing sweet and slow in the way he takes Armand and flips him, ruts up on his ass. Smothers him with his body, kissing at his neck, behind his ear. Nothing else matters, no-one else matters except Armand, and the feeling of sinking into him.
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Gimme a sec. Because he's greedy, Louis, wants all his pleasures at once. He sheds his sleepwear, careful not to tear anything, and pulls Armand in by the hips.
"I love you," he says — it's still rare he says it first, always finds it contrived outside of these moments. Dips his head and kisses Armand's collarbone, the rise of his chest, licks a hot tongue there. Still lingering in foreplay even now - he really is in a mood. Though there's nothing sweet and slow in the way he takes Armand and flips him, ruts up on his ass. Smothers him with his body, kissing at his neck, behind his ear. Nothing else matters, no-one else matters except Armand, and the feeling of sinking into him.