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( when she pulls away, marcos tries to chase her, not wanting to lose that contact. he can't reach her mouth but her head tipping back gives him the space to press his lips to her neck, dragging them down to her pulse and then up again to her jaw.

he pants a bit and then bites at her gently, holding onto her hips tightly and trying to arch into her when she presses down against him. )

[ she lets out a breathless bought of laughter when he chases after her, trying to kiss her. she lets out a soft sound when his mouth finds her skin again and she tilts her head back more to give him more access.

of course, even as good as it feels to be on top of him, to be moving above him, she feels restless.] More.

( if she wants more, she'll get more. he doesn't know exactly how he's going to do that but he goes on instinct, grabbing at her hips and trying to arch into harder, deeper.

his mouth doesn't move away from her neck, sucking a mark against the sensitive skin there. )

[ he gives her more, taking hold of her body and thrusting into her a bit harder and when he moves to make a mark on her neck, she feels a pulse of pleasure run up her spine.

for a moment, her eyes fall shut with a moan and she's only able to speak after she savors the sound of their skin colliding.] Is this how you like it?

Yeah, yeah.

( it's not the only way but it's definitely one of the things he likes when he's with someone. he doesn't want to be treated like glass, made to feel like he's different so he looks for ways to get away from that.

so yeah, he likes it like this. he murmurs the words quietly, lips never leaving her neck and continues trying to arch up into her hard. )

I want you to come, Marcos, [ she murmurs softly, letting him arch into hard, making her gasp. she evens out her voice, giving a slight command to it.] I want you to fuck me how you want and come undone.

( he doesn't even know what to do with words like that. he's not a prude and this is definitely not his first time with someone but still, he's just...it's unfamiliar.

he swallows and looks up at her, unable to stop from just gazing at her for a few moments before he lurches forward and fits his mouth to hers, a hard kiss while he grabs onto her hips and tries to push himself deeper and deeper. )

[ when she catches his gaze, she worries that she'd said the wrong thing, pushed him too hard with her words. in her experience, that kind of talk was appealing to most men, that would set him on the path to climax.

she keeps her eyes on his suddenly feeling more vulnerable and less in control, the way he looks at her reminds her of how someone she tries not to think about in these moments would look at her. and she draws in a shaky breath before he kisses her and drags her body closer, pressing in her hard.]

( he doesn't mean to cause any concern for her and he doesn't realize he does before he kisses her, trying to pull her closer and lift his hips harder into hers, trying to get as close to where he needs to be as he can.

he wants her to come along with him when it's time but right now, he focuses on himself and how he feels. )

[ she rolls her hips into his, with his, wanting that same closeness. her breathing is uneven and heavy, her mouth moving to wander along his jaw and neck, eyes fluttering shut as she holds onto him tightly.]

( it feels good, better than he even expected. he doesn't know what he'd thought with this place but the problem definitely isn't the people.

this isn't the issue, he can do this. and he likes doing this which is why he focuses everything on her, on trying to lift his hips harder and faster into hers, trying to get them both closer and closer to that edge. )

[ she keeps riding him, urging him to keep moving beneath her. her hand slips between to touch herself, because her body is already moving towards another orgasm and now she wants to fall over that edge with him.]

I'm getting close.

( yeah, so was he. he knows that he's going to have to really focus to hang on and not come before her because he wants them to come together or close together.

so, he grits his teeth and nods, keeping her close to him and pushing up into her harder and harder, feeling the burn of exertion in his hips. but he doesn't stop, doesn't even slow. )

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