[The noise in Leo's throat is not quite a shout because he doesn't want to wake up the whole base, but thankfully it is muffled as he presses his face against Peter's thigh, choosing instead to bite him. Almost hard enough to break skin. He grinds his hips harder into Peter's hand, wanting to drop, wanting to feel Peter fingering him more and knowing one will have to stop for the other but god as soon as Peter has a hold of him in his sheath, all bets are off on the noise he makes. He's already slick with his own precum meant to help him drop. Just- a little more.
His head feels empty, just focused on the feeling and chasing it. His voice is low, thrusting desperately against his hand.] Peter, please- Please just a little more-
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His head feels empty, just focused on the feeling and chasing it. His voice is low, thrusting desperately against his hand.] Peter, please- Please just a little more-