Tell me, are the words still paralyzed?

[arkbound]

Who: Dominic and Wesley
Universe: Duplicity
What: Finishing Scenes
Warning: Sex

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[borntokill]

"Hell yes I'm gonna," Wesley laughs and it's shaky and rough and intimate, breathless with anticipation. He lets out a whine when Dominic pulls his fingers out, feeling suddenly empty and hollow.

He leaves the positioning and angling to Dominic, pulling up his hand to rub it against Dominic's chest, his shoulder, his neck and finally his jawline, holding on there like he were an anchor and Wesley were a boat on a stormy sea.

"You're gonna take that damn ass like it belongs to you," he says with a shaky burst of laughter and then rolls his lip between his teeth as he looks up at Dominic - it kind of does belong to Dominic already. "Come on, baby."

[arkbound]

It's a little strange, the burst of pride and confidence that overtakes Dominic at Wesley's words, joining the wanting and the love that already have nestled so deeply inside of him. But they've worked for this moment, for all their moments, and they're worth all the work.

"Mine," he says, he agrees, and it's good as he grips his fingers around Wesley's hip and starts to press into him. It's different than the other ways around, different than having Wesley's mouth around him, and they're all such good moments.

"There," Dominic croons as he keeps pressing in, feeling Wesley hot and tight around him.