Muttering the words as he pushed into him, slow and deep with a steady thrust of his hips. Not hard and fast. Not yet. Just wanting to make sure that Arthur was feeling it later but not actually hurting. Just like Tony could feel the ache of those first scratches, knowing he'd miss them in a few days when he moved and they didn't stretch any longer.
Not that he could hold himself for long, drawing back as his hand slid up, running over Arthur's sac as he bucked into him.
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Date: 2012-03-23 02:55 am (UTC)Muttering the words as he pushed into him, slow and deep with a steady thrust of his hips. Not hard and fast. Not yet. Just wanting to make sure that Arthur was feeling it later but not actually hurting. Just like Tony could feel the ache of those first scratches, knowing he'd miss them in a few days when he moved and they didn't stretch any longer.
Not that he could hold himself for long, drawing back as his hand slid up, running over Arthur's sac as he bucked into him.