[ Eddie's eyes flutter closed, breath hitching in his throat as Steve starts to move again. He's so sensitive, so full, and he can't get enough. His trembling thighs squeeze Steve's waist, moaning his approval. ]
Fuck, yeah, baby. Don't fuckin' stop.
[ Long fingers slide up the back of Steve's neck, stroking his hair. Eddie continues to move his hips, eager to meet Steve's thrusts. ]
eddie's spoiled ROTTEN
Fuck, yeah, baby. Don't fuckin' stop.
[ Long fingers slide up the back of Steve's neck, stroking his hair. Eddie continues to move his hips, eager to meet Steve's thrusts. ]