(Noctis begins to roll his hips, mimicking the art of fucking as his hand pumps Peter's cock behind him. His own cock presses into Peter's stomach and his mouth continues to fight for dominance over the kiss with a heavy tongue pressing against Peter's.)
[He grabs Noct by the hips and grinds back against him. He fights back even as his good leg splays open, all but offering himself. His other leg threatens to move as well.
The longer this went on, the less he cared which one of them was dominant]
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The longer this went on, the less he cared which one of them was dominant]