[He's got no idea what's happening with that finger, so he tries to turn his head and get it out of there as if Petre might be trying to gag him - until he thinks that maybe he's supposed to suck on it. Still not sure why, he does so, trying not to moan even more deeply around it when his cock fits perfectly into Petre's cleft like that. God, whatever's happening, he just wants it to happen now; his hands move to Petre's ass, nails sinking in hard, and he rocks into the warmth of his soft skin impatiently.]
You weren't drowning in a river in the mountains. Mainly. I don't know. It was weird. I didn't mean to.
No, it was with Lara.
( as if lara somehow precludes sex. )
Or to her. Around her. She was there. And drowning. And then the river sort of started doing what I wanted it to do.
( as if lara somehow precludes sex. )
Or to her. Around her. She was there. And drowning. And then the river sort of started doing what I wanted it to do.
Ah god, fuck, Petre -
[There's not a drop of pleasure in his voice at that. It's horrible, so tight it's excruciating and rough against his skin. Petre must be tearing open inside, he thinks. Is this really how it's done? Is this meant to be any sort of enjoyable? He breathes harshly through his nose, trying to keep hold of the core of pleasure inside him through the pain, and somehow he doesn't soften right in Petre's ass.]
- shit, that hurts -
[There's not a drop of pleasure in his voice at that. It's horrible, so tight it's excruciating and rough against his skin. Petre must be tearing open inside, he thinks. Is this really how it's done? Is this meant to be any sort of enjoyable? He breathes harshly through his nose, trying to keep hold of the core of pleasure inside him through the pain, and somehow he doesn't soften right in Petre's ass.]
- shit, that hurts -
I didn't become blind, deaf and stupid when I arrived, I've done my research. No one doing a magical fan dance on the network has said anything about how it's totally normal to have absolutely no idea what the fuck is going on, it's all ancient learnings this and natural instinct that. Not "your stupid friend makes you so mad an actual river tries to sort things out for you".
And I haven't even had any sex and now I have to believe in fucking fairies and THE RIVER STOPPED BEING NORMAL
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