[He bites at Peter's shoulder again, leaving little bite bruises along the way. He does shift, just a little, to press Peter's chest to the mattress, down a little further for easier leverage to roll into him. Trying to find the right angle to get a louder noise out of Peter; any pretense of being quiet is out the window after earlier, there isn't any reason now to try and hide what they're doing.]
God, you're perfect. Feeling you like this, under me- [He tightens his grip on Peter's hips.] Taking everything not to- To just let loose to instinct.
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[He bites at Peter's shoulder again, leaving little bite bruises along the way. He does shift, just a little, to press Peter's chest to the mattress, down a little further for easier leverage to roll into him. Trying to find the right angle to get a louder noise out of Peter; any pretense of being quiet is out the window after earlier, there isn't any reason now to try and hide what they're doing.]
God, you're perfect. Feeling you like this, under me- [He tightens his grip on Peter's hips.] Taking everything not to- To just let loose to instinct.