I have. And yet, it never gets old, each and every time.
[A rumbling sound, more reptilian than human, issues from his throat as he nudges his nose against the bridge of Elliot's, one of his hands coming down so the backs of his knuckles can brush teasingly along his dripping length. He's had the pleasure of seeing him hard like this before, but this is something else entirely. This is a desperate sort of hardness, one that leaves him smiling fondly as he finishes removing his pants for him, using his tail to pick up and toss the rest of the stray fabric away.
With nothing separating the two of them now, Sesa immediately lays himself across Elliot, reaching down to take his legs behind the knees and carefully guide them around his hips, making it easier for them to rut against one another so they aren't left dying while Sesa asks:]
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[A rumbling sound, more reptilian than human, issues from his throat as he nudges his nose against the bridge of Elliot's, one of his hands coming down so the backs of his knuckles can brush teasingly along his dripping length. He's had the pleasure of seeing him hard like this before, but this is something else entirely. This is a desperate sort of hardness, one that leaves him smiling fondly as he finishes removing his pants for him, using his tail to pick up and toss the rest of the stray fabric away.
With nothing separating the two of them now, Sesa immediately lays himself across Elliot, reaching down to take his legs behind the knees and carefully guide them around his hips, making it easier for them to rut against one another so they aren't left dying while Sesa asks:]
So...we're doing this, then. ...for real?
[YES???]