Yes, yes, Hamilton moves back, spreads his legs, rocks against the bed but does not stir, and this makes Burr more ravenous, more needy.
He surges forward, face pressed between the warm heat of Hamilton's ass, and in that new looseness there is space enough, not just to lick around but to thrust his tongue shallowly forward, while his hands continue to work, squeezing the fat of Hamilton's ass.
He shouldn't be so turned on by this. By the thought of taking Hamilton whilst he is unawares, or having him while he sleeps, the prospect of Hamilton waking to overwhelming pleasure, gasping with it, unable to process. He pulls his head away, bites down, gently, on an ass cheek, before pushing forward once more, thrusting his tongue in and out.
His other hand creeps up, over the small of Hamilton's back. Holds him there, down, against the mattress.
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He surges forward, face pressed between the warm heat of Hamilton's ass, and in that new looseness there is space enough, not just to lick around but to thrust his tongue shallowly forward, while his hands continue to work, squeezing the fat of Hamilton's ass.
He shouldn't be so turned on by this. By the thought of taking Hamilton whilst he is unawares, or having him while he sleeps, the prospect of Hamilton waking to overwhelming pleasure, gasping with it, unable to process. He pulls his head away, bites down, gently, on an ass cheek, before pushing forward once more, thrusting his tongue in and out.
His other hand creeps up, over the small of Hamilton's back. Holds him there, down, against the mattress.