[ Back home, he'd put the radio on so that the neighbors wouldn't hear. Hawk had bought it for him, after the first time he'd come over, and the volume of his moaning made it so he had to jerk Tim off with one hand and cover his mouth with the other. The danger of being caught is over now, he can take his time, he can let his lovers know with every rumbling groan and keening gasp how good he feels. The music can just be music, a romantic soundtrack to their lovemaking and not a reminder of how wrong it all is.
Harry wants panting and he gets it, a shivering, vocal exhale growing higher and faster as he works him over. His grip grows tighter in his hair, tighter than he means it to, but he needs something, anything to ground him so that he can stay in this moment just a little longer, indulge in all the sweet praise that's tickling his ear. Tim the false idol, Tim the witch, you'd think, listening to Harry talk. As if he’s put a spell on him. ]
You can. I want you to. Harry, you-- Harry!
[ He comes with a gasp, making a mess in the other man's fingers and thrusting into them as he rides it out. Thighs shaking, he pulls Harry's head up to face him again and descends on him for a filthy kiss, tracing every bit of his mouth with his tongue, and then grabbing his wrist and pulling his sticky hand to his mouth to do the same. ]
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Date: 2025-04-17 05:47 am (UTC)Harry wants panting and he gets it, a shivering, vocal exhale growing higher and faster as he works him over. His grip grows tighter in his hair, tighter than he means it to, but he needs something, anything to ground him so that he can stay in this moment just a little longer, indulge in all the sweet praise that's tickling his ear. Tim the false idol, Tim the witch, you'd think, listening to Harry talk. As if he’s put a spell on him. ]
You can. I want you to. Harry, you-- Harry!
[ He comes with a gasp, making a mess in the other man's fingers and thrusting into them as he rides it out. Thighs shaking, he pulls Harry's head up to face him again and descends on him for a filthy kiss, tracing every bit of his mouth with his tongue, and then grabbing his wrist and pulling his sticky hand to his mouth to do the same. ]