He leans into Jay's touch, indulging the both of them, exuding elements of Pan, of Dionysus, of every hedonistic being that ever incited desire and wantonness in others. Out here under the moon and surrounded by shadows, he's never felt freer.
Jay thrusts into him and he exhales an encouraging moan for more, hips gyrating, lips parted in a grin as he angles his body back and runs his fingers through his own hair.
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Date: 2014-06-24 02:32 pm (UTC)Jay thrusts into him and he exhales an encouraging moan for more, hips gyrating, lips parted in a grin as he angles his body back and runs his fingers through his own hair.