[He inhales, exhales a small, shivering breath. Gepard nods, cups Sampo's cheek. His thumb traces Sampo's skin, and he tips his forehead against Sampo's own for a moment. Just for a moment. Eyes closed, just breathing him in...very shortly, Sampo would have to leave. In fact, he should be out the do- out the window already, probably. He'd gotten what he came here for.
But he's not and they're here, and Gepard's eyes open again, and he wants to say something else, but they don't have time for something else. They don't have enough time as is. So: Gepard shifts his grip back down to Sampo's hips, his thighs, his hand running up to Sampo's waist, down again, and-]
Tell me if it's too much.
[He doubts it will, but, well, he had to say it, and he starts thrusting again, and again, and again until he comes with a sudden gasp and a tremble, him desperately kissing Sampo a moment too late to completely muffle everything, but hopefully quickly enough to muffle just enough. It's not like Gepard's loud, anyway, especially not here where the weight of...everything weighs him down. He's restrained. But, in matters that have to do with Sampo, apparently not restrained enough.
Sampo should leave soon. He knows this. But, Gepard breaks the kiss just enough to ask, almost beg, a whisper against Sampo's lips, hot breath and need.]
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Date: 2024-04-13 04:47 am (UTC)But he's not and they're here, and Gepard's eyes open again, and he wants to say something else, but they don't have time for something else. They don't have enough time as is. So: Gepard shifts his grip back down to Sampo's hips, his thighs, his hand running up to Sampo's waist, down again, and-]
Tell me if it's too much.
[He doubts it will, but, well, he had to say it, and he starts thrusting again, and again, and again until he comes with a sudden gasp and a tremble, him desperately kissing Sampo a moment too late to completely muffle everything, but hopefully quickly enough to muffle just enough. It's not like Gepard's loud, anyway, especially not here where the weight of...everything weighs him down. He's restrained. But, in matters that have to do with Sampo, apparently not restrained enough.
Sampo should leave soon. He knows this. But, Gepard breaks the kiss just enough to ask, almost beg, a whisper against Sampo's lips, hot breath and need.]
You will come back, won't you?