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[Jean-Paul pushes into David slowly, pausing to lean over and kiss his shoulderblades before he pulls back and then moves forward again. Long, slow thrusts.]
[He chuckles softly, letting his hands settle on David's hips. Jean-Paul can't deny his lover for long, and so he begins to rock his hips more quickly.]
[Okay, that almost startles a laugh out of him. Thankfully for the mood, Jean-Paul manages to keep it in. He digs his fingers into David's hips and thrusts harder, faster, before slowing again.]
Ouais. Ah. David. [He may have started this with the intent of driving David crazy, but his own body's needs are currently clamouring to be satisfied. He thrusts forward and grinds, panting, before pulling back. He very nearly slips out before he rolls his hips forward again.]
[No, dont' slip out. The momentary empty sensation makes him sob in frustration. But then Jean-Paul is back and David's free hand is pounding against the table because it felt so good.]
[It's almost concerning how much David seems to want this, but at the moment Jean-Paul is a little preoccupied. After, he thinks, after he'll take good care of him.
But now he just fucks harder, faster, shaking the desk with the force of it. Both his hands find David's hips and hold him tight as he surges forward, gasping, orgasm blotting out all thought.]
[The chair tucked under the desk finally tips over backwards, falling to the floor. Oops. And moments later David was coming on his desk. That will have to be cleaned later.]
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23/1/21 03:03 (UTC)[Don't leave him hanging. David presses his arm against the desk to put his head down in a big more comfort.]
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23/1/21 03:50 (UTC)Yes, baby. Break my fucking desk.
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23/1/21 04:11 (UTC)Jean-Paul! You glorious fucker!
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23/1/21 04:24 (UTC)Alright, no teasing. [He rocks hard, picking up his pace gradually. One hand leaves David's hip and instead spreads itself on his lower back.]
So good, David. You're so good.
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23/1/21 04:30 (UTC)Only for you. Only ever for ou.
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23/1/21 04:40 (UTC)Oh. You're going to make me come.
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23/1/21 05:05 (UTC)That's the fucking point.
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23/1/21 05:13 (UTC)But now he just fucks harder, faster, shaking the desk with the force of it. Both his hands find David's hips and hold him tight as he surges forward, gasping, orgasm blotting out all thought.]
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23/1/21 05:21 (UTC)I might... I might need to stay here. Forever.
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23/1/21 05:31 (UTC)[Jean-Paul pulls away, pausing to kiss the skin between David's shoulder blades.]
Perfect man.
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23/1/21 05:36 (UTC)[He laughs, just lying there. This is the worst position. He loves it.]
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23/1/21 05:43 (UTC)You want to come shower?
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23/1/21 05:45 (UTC)Yeah, love.
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23/1/21 06:18 (UTC)Feel a bit better?
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23/1/21 06:21 (UTC)[David sighs in contentment as he leans back against the wall.]
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23/1/21 06:40 (UTC)[He reaches out to grab the man's hand so he can kiss over the ring.]
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23/1/21 07:06 (UTC)[Under the gentle rain of the shower he goes.]
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23/1/21 07:10 (UTC)And I'm glad I asked.
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