[Chris is... is really good at this. If Martin was more in control of himself, he'd be more coherent, and able to come up with a better word than 'good', but the way Chris is touching him, the pads of his fingers, the scrape of teeth and softness of his tongue... it's all perfectly designed to make sure that Martin forgets words.
He gasps when Chris slides off him, and blinks blearily up at him, a smile on his lips.]
Yeah... yeah I know.
[He kisses him, eager for something to do to occupy his own mouth as Chris strokes him. His moans spill against the other man's lips, desperate, until he finally comes, gasping, over Chris's hand.]
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Date: 2022-12-22 08:49 pm (UTC)He gasps when Chris slides off him, and blinks blearily up at him, a smile on his lips.]
Yeah... yeah I know.
[He kisses him, eager for something to do to occupy his own mouth as Chris strokes him. His moans spill against the other man's lips, desperate, until he finally comes, gasping, over Chris's hand.]