Sam hisses lightly at Cyril suddenly pushing back as he pushed forward. He was trying to go slow, but the insistent Elf is making that impossible. A bit frustrated at the stimulation, Sam presses a bit harder, groaning when he pushes in the first inch.
His other hand quickly moves to grip the other side of Cyril's hips, but he doesn't go farther. "Shit," he breathes out shakily.
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Date: 2015-10-17 04:12 am (UTC)His other hand quickly moves to grip the other side of Cyril's hips, but he doesn't go farther. "Shit," he breathes out shakily.