[ He pushes hard, gaze locked on Armin's expression, mouth open for breath and, partially, for forgetting himself in the moment. Armin is beautiful, and amazing, and Rook is lucky that the other man agreed to join him. He focuses on working the other through his orgasm, pace hard but steady, the clench of muscle around him overwhelming and wonderful at once.
He's so close- painfully so, almost, but Armin's legs slip, and Rook slows to a stop, fingers unwinding from his length to instead rest on his hip, gentle. His cock aches, pressure coiled tight in his stomach held uncomfortable for the stop, but he's more worried for causing Armin overwhelm or discomfort. He works on catching his breath, watching the other. After a moment, he caresses along his thigh. ]
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He's so close- painfully so, almost, but Armin's legs slip, and Rook slows to a stop, fingers unwinding from his length to instead rest on his hip, gentle. His cock aches, pressure coiled tight in his stomach held uncomfortable for the stop, but he's more worried for causing Armin overwhelm or discomfort. He works on catching his breath, watching the other. After a moment, he caresses along his thigh. ]