[Bruno doesn't mind. He's said goofier things during sex. Besides, a playful air is part of what makes it so good.
When Otto's hips grind against his he muffles a louder moan against the other man's neck, his hands clenching and digging his claws into his shoulders, pulling him even closer. His own hips squirm, pushing hard, throbbing heat upward against him.]
I... oh, god, I need you.... [he rasps, pressing fervent kisses to Otto's neck and collarbone.]
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When Otto's hips grind against his he muffles a louder moan against the other man's neck, his hands clenching and digging his claws into his shoulders, pulling him even closer. His own hips squirm, pushing hard, throbbing heat upward against him.]
I... oh, god, I need you.... [he rasps, pressing fervent kisses to Otto's neck and collarbone.]