[ There it is again, the thought that someone else has hurt him, has fucked him, that he's lain out beneath them the way he does for him, trusting and needy and saying all these pretty words...
Again, his teeth find purchase in Taylor's skin, this time along the slope of his shoulder. Can't bite his throat, too busy squeezing those fingers down, digging in, grinding his hips in against too-warm skin, and oh. It's going to be sweet when he finally does take him. He's going to get that scream he wants this time, no question. ]
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Again, his teeth find purchase in Taylor's skin, this time along the slope of his shoulder. Can't bite his throat, too busy squeezing those fingers down, digging in, grinding his hips in against too-warm skin, and oh. It's going to be sweet when he finally does take him. He's going to get that scream he wants this time, no question. ]