[He just about shouts before Peter leans back in. He feels the friction of the harness pieces rubbing against his plates, against his slit still wet. Peter bites on his bottom lip and it sends a shock through him down to his dick, throbbing against his abdomen while Peter moves in him. Leo moans into the kiss, leaning up into it eager and hungry and finding it only a little difficult being on his back carapace. But it's easy to roll up into him and meet those thrusts.]
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