His legs seize up, stiff as planks as he tries not to move, won't move, won't strain against anything because he's already enjoying himself enough.
But this is new too, despite the fact it isn't, it feels new, and he can't seem to get enough air down his lungs.
He squeezes his eyes shut, teeth bared in a grin skating the edge of pain and pleasure. He won't make a sound, he won't, he won't, not for anyone but Glitch.
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Date: 2009-08-25 10:40 am (UTC)But this is new too, despite the fact it isn't, it feels new, and he can't seem to get enough air down his lungs.
He squeezes his eyes shut, teeth bared in a grin skating the edge of pain and pleasure. He won't make a sound, he won't, he won't, not for anyone but Glitch.