It's not slow and tender anymore, but that's okay. That's more than okay. Because Matt's hard and hot in his hand, mouth rough and biting against his own, that hand tight in his hair. Because this is how he likes it, as much as he liked the other's gentle fingers on his chest, and Matt knows it.
Matt always knows just what to do. Just how to make every single touch feel so much more intense than it should be. Tim has never had better sex in his entire life. But somehow, that's not the only reason he keeps coming back for more.
His head tilts back, Matt's teeth and stubble scraping along his jawline, and before Tim can stop it, a soft, needy whimper escapes his throat. The more Matt touches him the more his grip loosens on his self-control. And each time they're like this, it seems to happen quicker and quicker. And Tim can't get enough of it.
"Fuck," he groans, twisting his wrist just so as Matt leaves finger-shaped bruises on his ass, stroking just a little bit faster now.
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Date: 2016-01-13 09:13 am (UTC)Matt always knows just what to do. Just how to make every single touch feel so much more intense than it should be. Tim has never had better sex in his entire life. But somehow, that's not the only reason he keeps coming back for more.
His head tilts back, Matt's teeth and stubble scraping along his jawline, and before Tim can stop it, a soft, needy whimper escapes his throat. The more Matt touches him the more his grip loosens on his self-control. And each time they're like this, it seems to happen quicker and quicker. And Tim can't get enough of it.
"Fuck," he groans, twisting his wrist just so as Matt leaves finger-shaped bruises on his ass, stroking just a little bit faster now.