It's always odd to be with someone Silenced, when he's the only voice in the room and barely even moans to keep him company. But it's worth it to hear those tiny, tiny sounds they make, the way the most desperate of desire in them is forced out in pathetic little cries and the softest of whimpers. It's worth it now, to be able to bear down on Peter, force the man's knees apart with his own, and hold him down as he kisses him deep and scorching.
A hand comes up to Peter's hair, the better to pull his head back sharply and kiss his neck. Sucking, biting, nips and kisses until there are marks in Peter's kin and he can feel the prickle of stubble against his lips.
At some point he pulls back so he can see Peter's face to ask, "Have you ever gotten fucked before?"
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A hand comes up to Peter's hair, the better to pull his head back sharply and kiss his neck. Sucking, biting, nips and kisses until there are marks in Peter's kin and he can feel the prickle of stubble against his lips.
At some point he pulls back so he can see Peter's face to ask, "Have you ever gotten fucked before?"