[He mumbles into Peter's back:] Just another fucking thing the Krang took from us.
[Then he sighs, kissing a spot between his shoulders before giving a bite. He shoves himself into Peter so his hips are flush with Peter's, shivering from the feeling, Peter's warmth against his softer plastron plates. And then a moment later, another shuddering break as he draws back.]
Know it's been a while, uh. J-just... lemme know how you're feeling if it's not good. All right?
[he's getting some ideas though. If Peter's wanting to go four or five rounds, he's got a few ideas he wants to do that they just... haven't gotten to in ages. His hand holding Peter's moves to holding his wrist, keeping it firmly in place as he starts thrusting harder, just a little to start working up a sweat. Just hearing his plastron quietly hitting against Peter's ass and thighs like this. It's probably rude to ask a question and then immediately start gradually picking up pace but... No one ever claimed Leo was nice.]
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[Then he sighs, kissing a spot between his shoulders before giving a bite. He shoves himself into Peter so his hips are flush with Peter's, shivering from the feeling, Peter's warmth against his softer plastron plates. And then a moment later, another shuddering break as he draws back.]
Know it's been a while, uh. J-just... lemme know how you're feeling if it's not good. All right?
[he's getting some ideas though. If Peter's wanting to go four or five rounds, he's got a few ideas he wants to do that they just... haven't gotten to in ages. His hand holding Peter's moves to holding his wrist, keeping it firmly in place as he starts thrusting harder, just a little to start working up a sweat. Just hearing his plastron quietly hitting against Peter's ass and thighs like this. It's probably rude to ask a question and then immediately start gradually picking up pace but... No one ever claimed Leo was nice.]