"You're not fucking me." He's laying that out right now. Sam? Sure. As often and rough as he likes. Felix? Fuck and no. "And you're not getting a knife."
No for no, boundaries established first. Other than that? He rocks forward enough to bite at Sam's bottom lip, hard cock gliding along the join of thigh and groin as he sorts out what he wants right now. Been awhile since he's been with anyone except Sam so adjusting mentally is taking half a second. What he trusts Sam with is a much longer list than what he'd trust a one night stand with and this? Is more or less a bizarre one night stand. Clicking back to the usual rules is easy once he remembers them. "I like giving head, I like getting head. I like my hair getting pulled and hearing that who I'm with is getting off. I like dirty talk that isn't debasing and insulting. I like getting bitten and bruised. You?"
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No for no, boundaries established first. Other than that? He rocks forward enough to bite at Sam's bottom lip, hard cock gliding along the join of thigh and groin as he sorts out what he wants right now. Been awhile since he's been with anyone except Sam so adjusting mentally is taking half a second. What he trusts Sam with is a much longer list than what he'd trust a one night stand with and this? Is more or less a bizarre one night stand. Clicking back to the usual rules is easy once he remembers them. "I like giving head, I like getting head. I like my hair getting pulled and hearing that who I'm with is getting off. I like dirty talk that isn't debasing and insulting. I like getting bitten and bruised. You?"