[ oh fuck. oh fuck. eddie settles between those beautiful long legs and returns to his lips, peppering kisses all over his perfect face, before he's back down to suck a mark just above where his collar sits. ]
You need a minimum of two players. One to build the world, and one to play in it. [ his hands are skating down along steve's sides, shoving that shirt up so he can pet those muscles, the scar. ] Any action is possible so long as you have the stats and lady fortune smiles upon you.
[ Steve isn't going to remember a goddamn thing but Eddie's voice has him lulled and arching up, helping him lift his shirt. He shivers when the live skin around those scars is tickled, glasses askew after Eddie has thoroughly kissed him into being a mess.
The groan that rises to meet the mouth on his collarbone is lewd and his hips buck at the same moment. He can't stay still, rocking up with a whimper. ]
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You need a minimum of two players. One to build the world, and one to play in it. [ his hands are skating down along steve's sides, shoving that shirt up so he can pet those muscles, the scar. ] Any action is possible so long as you have the stats and lady fortune smiles upon you.
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The groan that rises to meet the mouth on his collarbone is lewd and his hips buck at the same moment. He can't stay still, rocking up with a whimper. ]
Can I roll to, uh. To get bitten by my boyfriend?