[ The kiss feels like a welcome back after time away, and Tyler's lips move with the kind of fluidity that suggests he's found his groove. Between them his fingers reach around the circumference of Ankari's shaft, grasping into a loose fist and stroking up and down lightly, only an inch or so either way.
He takes the time to study the weight of it in his hand, how warm it feels pumped full of so much blood. It's the first time he's really considered how much he'd like to know what it feels like to have something teased slowly inside of him.
That pulls a soft moan from him, his leg tightening around that thigh to bring his hips flush with Ankari's side. He shamelessly rocks his hips, grunting softly at how good the friction feels against his own hard, swollen and tingling clit on the inside of his pants. ]
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He takes the time to study the weight of it in his hand, how warm it feels pumped full of so much blood. It's the first time he's really considered how much he'd like to know what it feels like to have something teased slowly inside of him.
That pulls a soft moan from him, his leg tightening around that thigh to bring his hips flush with Ankari's side. He shamelessly rocks his hips, grunting softly at how good the friction feels against his own hard, swollen and tingling clit on the inside of his pants. ]