Carver's breath hitches as his back hits the mattress. For a moment he's frozen, one hand flying to Pope's arm. Just holding onto him, uncertain. He can feel Pope's breath against his neck and that -
That's a little easier, he thinks. Because Pope's shielding him, even if that wasn't the intention. Carver can't see the others watching them like this.
He closes his eyes, biting his lip a little, and tilts his head back as he works his hand down to take Pope's cock in hand. Try to get him hard.
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Date: 2024-06-11 11:50 pm (UTC)That's a little easier, he thinks. Because Pope's shielding him, even if that wasn't the intention. Carver can't see the others watching them like this.
He closes his eyes, biting his lip a little, and tilts his head back as he works his hand down to take Pope's cock in hand. Try to get him hard.