Logan Blackwood (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} horsecode) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} heureuxlake, |
He was only too happy to let her touch him, the hand stroking his cock warm and light and still enough to make him swear under his breath. "You feel so fucking good, Heather." And he was sure she'd feel even better once he was inside her, her wet heat surrounding him. Shifting slightly under every caress, he waited until she seemed done with her exploration of his body.
"Ready?" He did, just about, wait until she nodded her response, then guided himself into her with a long, load moan. It was probably a good thing she didn't have housemates, or they'd have been getting quite the show. His hands gripped harder at her body, squeezing her hip and her thigh with a grip that would at least have left temporary marks on someone with slower healing. Logan didn't notice, but he certainly did feel how hot she was around him, just as her mouth had been. "Fuck, you're -" He didn't know what she was, but he liked it.