Eliot wanted to smirk, but before he could, Dean effectively robbed it from him by pulling it out from his very lips in that hot dominating kiss. Eliot moaned into it, his rhythm of squatting himself onto Dean completely broken by how Dean took over.
"Peachy," he moaned between thrusts that had him using his now freed hand to hold onto Dean's waist. He had no fear of being dislodged, but with how Dean was thrusting into him from the bottom, he was afraid that he wouldn't get the best of it if he didn't find some way to push back and meet those thrusts. And boy was it good when he managed to grind himself down.
"Thought... you wanted me to control the pace... Oh fuck, Dean!" Slowly he managed to pick up a steady rhythm riding Dean's cock, moving himself back and forth between the pole behind him and the hand in front. "... M'not complainin'. Just sayin'."
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Date: 2013-04-28 09:46 am (UTC)"Peachy," he moaned between thrusts that had him using his now freed hand to hold onto Dean's waist. He had no fear of being dislodged, but with how Dean was thrusting into him from the bottom, he was afraid that he wouldn't get the best of it if he didn't find some way to push back and meet those thrusts. And boy was it good when he managed to grind himself down.
"Thought... you wanted me to control the pace... Oh fuck, Dean!" Slowly he managed to pick up a steady rhythm riding Dean's cock, moving himself back and forth between the pole behind him and the hand in front. "... M'not complainin'. Just sayin'."