[His hair can still be grasped, even if it feels gossamer-light, cool and soft in clutching fingers. It draws a louder sound from Bruno, humming against the flesh in his mouth, makes his tongue and cheeks pull inward harder.
He pants for breath through his nose, his purring hums growing ragged even as the wet sounds grow louder. His hands press against the other man's hips.
Bruno shows no sign of stopping or pulling away, though.]
no subject
He pants for breath through his nose, his purring hums growing ragged even as the wet sounds grow louder. His hands press against the other man's hips.
Bruno shows no sign of stopping or pulling away, though.]