luaithre: (50)
ᴍᴀʀᴄᴜs ʀᴏᴡɴᴛʀᴇᴇ. ([personal profile] luaithre) wrote 2021-03-02 03:53 am (UTC)

[ Julius enters him, and tension ropes fast through his body. You want to relax in such moments, but it's impossible for a good several seconds. Not unpleasant seconds, but Marcus does have to almost silently talk himself into it, in finding how to be and how to move and how to position himself between two extremely vital things happening to him.

And as they do move together, the first few slightly clumsy motions, his first few breaths in and out are vocal, or he thinks it is the first of it before he settles until he finds he can't make himself be silent. Normally that comes later, closer to the climb.

But he's not there yet, in spite of it, even if he feels like he is already barely hanging on. He can barely hang on for quite some time. He finds there is something very good in the way Julius fucking him presses him into Petrana, and matches his pace. He finds that like this, there isn't room to move as much as he is used to, but these subtle grinding motions make everything feel close and intimate and pressured.

He feels where Julius has a hand on his side, and drops his own over it. He feels Petrana's on his arm, the subtle scratch of her nails when her fingers curl. Details to remember later, when he remembers this. ]

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