[Now that the rhythm's found, Leo easily adjusts himself to match it, rolling his hips up to meet him halfway. There's a whine in his throat the first couple times he feels a little more empty, just to be full again. But when Peter starts thrusting harder, he groans into that kiss, biting at Peter's lip as there's a flash of white behind his eyes the first harder thrust.
His hands grip at Peter's hair to tug a little tighter. Ground him more, keep him in the moment as he moves his feet to dig heels into the bed and get better leverage to thrust back up against him. He feels those low vibrations from the strap on every time their hips meet and he wants more of that too, more of that friction.]
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His hands grip at Peter's hair to tug a little tighter. Ground him more, keep him in the moment as he moves his feet to dig heels into the bed and get better leverage to thrust back up against him. He feels those low vibrations from the strap on every time their hips meet and he wants more of that too, more of that friction.]