Ok. Think you can take one more? Last one, I promise. Goddamn- you're doing so fucking good, Locus.
[ Taking this, rocking back against his fingers. Leaning into him, trusting him- this isn't as frantic as against the wall. It's not as bone deep terrified but it's an affirmation all the same. That this is his to do.
That Locus is his to hold, his to hurt- his to fuck. As careful as anything he slicks his third finger and slides it in, working Locus open in gentle rocks of his wrist and palm. ]
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[ Taking this, rocking back against his fingers. Leaning into him, trusting him- this isn't as frantic as against the wall. It's not as bone deep terrified but it's an affirmation all the same. That this is his to do.
That Locus is his to hold, his to hurt- his to fuck. As careful as anything he slicks his third finger and slides it in, working Locus open in gentle rocks of his wrist and palm. ]