❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜ (( totally not based on what we'd just talked about xD))
@theflexorcist / @sixpackandsins | xx (and totally not late to what we were talking about psh)
there's something different to today. he can taste it in the air, feel it against his skin, long before abby's hands are on him. leaves romance dizzy, head spinning just from one kiss, and a sensation he'll blame later for making it so easy for the other demon to fold him over the desk like the bed just a few feet away is too far to go. desperate, grabbing, POSSESSIVE.
a desk he's still trapped against, abby not leaving an opening to easily getting any further than propping up on an elbow, even after they've had their fun. romance tries just to get held firm, arm sliding out from underneath him again when abby presses him back down with the line of his own body, giving a warning nip to a shoulder. "this is fun, but the bed— " the protest is cut off by abby setting a hand at the back of his neck, forcing romance to rest his cheek against the cold surface just for a slightly more comfortable angle, and still he tries to squirm free until abby squeezes.
it isn't a lot of pressure, certainly not for them, but romance's next breath is a lot shallower anyway. the longer abby waits, the more the words feel like a threat, the hint of already being overstimulated buzzing under his skin without any real way to grab for more contact than abby is giving him. "then give me a reason to beg already," he goads, hoping the switch of tactics will at least mean another round rather than simply being held still like this.