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“Fuck, yeah,” he told Gabe and slowed him down to a halt, rearranging them, getting Gabe to lay down on his side with Azrael behind spooning him. He growled and raised one of Gabe’s legs up to allow him space to reenter the other’s hole with his large hung length. He let out a deep sigh as all of his inches filled Gabe’s insides, keeping him full. He embraced the pet close and kissed the back of his neck. Keeping his leg up, Azrael began pumping into him, moderate pace, deep thrusts, never stopping. He bit at the flesh on the other’s neck, growling with pleasure as he reached around the thigh of Gabe’s lifted leg so he could hold onto Gabe’s cock, and jerk him off to the rhythm of their movements. “You like how I make love to you?” he grunted into his neck.
With the new position, Azrael could go even deeper inside Gabe, and Gabe’s soft grunts whenever Azrael hit his prostate punctuated his soft pleads. He reached down to wrap his hand around Azrael’s as Azrael jerked him off, not so much trying to control the movement as much as enjoying Azrael’s control of his body. “I’ve never really understood the preoccupation with love,” Gabriel said as he clenched down on Azrael, “I’d prefer you fuck me how you want,” he said as his head leaned back against Azrael’s shoulder, exposing an expanse of pale flesh already bruising from the bite, “I promise I won’t break.”
