You think I wouldn't complain if I were being squashed by you?
[It's said with a touch of amusement, a hint of a smile on Ali's lips. Really, he thinks he's being quite vocal today. Fortunately he's not pinned down too heavily for comfort, Concord does weigh more but the weight on top of Ali feels more securing than anything. And fuck, Concord looks far too hot like this to tell him to move. Seeing how that taut skin moves with each roll of their hips is mesmerizing.
Ali lets go of Concord's hips, but it's in favor of letting his hands slide up and around, smoothing their way over Concord's chest. One of his thumbs flicks over a nipple, teasing Concord just a bit. And in the meantime, Ali keeps rocking himself up into Concord to match Concord's timing, but his own movements are shallow. He's letting Concord do the brunt of the work here, while moving just enough to keep things tantalizing. His gaze drifts down to Concord's cock for a moment, and he debates teasing Concord as much as he had been teased earlier. Would that be too much like this? He has to consider that.
He has to tease, though, even if it's said between quick breaths and pleased groans. He wants to watch Concord squirm in delight.]
I bet you're going to think of this at the worst possible times. How are you going to make it through a meeting without fantasizing about being bent over that table?
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[It's said with a touch of amusement, a hint of a smile on Ali's lips. Really, he thinks he's being quite vocal today. Fortunately he's not pinned down too heavily for comfort, Concord does weigh more but the weight on top of Ali feels more securing than anything. And fuck, Concord looks far too hot like this to tell him to move. Seeing how that taut skin moves with each roll of their hips is mesmerizing.
Ali lets go of Concord's hips, but it's in favor of letting his hands slide up and around, smoothing their way over Concord's chest. One of his thumbs flicks over a nipple, teasing Concord just a bit. And in the meantime, Ali keeps rocking himself up into Concord to match Concord's timing, but his own movements are shallow. He's letting Concord do the brunt of the work here, while moving just enough to keep things tantalizing. His gaze drifts down to Concord's cock for a moment, and he debates teasing Concord as much as he had been teased earlier. Would that be too much like this? He has to consider that.
He has to tease, though, even if it's said between quick breaths and pleased groans. He wants to watch Concord squirm in delight.]
I bet you're going to think of this at the worst possible times. How are you going to make it through a meeting without fantasizing about being bent over that table?