[ His. He has to say something to that, but words hinder him and tangle over themselves. Quentin slips into the connection between them like a needle, plunges the feeling directly to him, the yawning, the opening, the beckoning you can have it, I'll have you too, I'll have you, cry for me
[ The feeling flinches when Danny goes on. Recoils from his own name and the one Danny gives him. The words come quick when his hole stretches too far, too bright around his thumb and crown. ]
Wait--wait, waitwait, Danny--Danny, wait!
[ His vision whites out, senses battered out by the dry scrape as Danny fucks into him. Quentin screams and immediately bites around his forearm to stop, stop stop shut up. Mud climbs between his teeth. Holds his knees too tight, he realizes how wide he's splayed when he tries to pull away and his thighs ache and his hips moan and his knees don't budge.
[ Filthy past his elbows, he scrabbles for the hand holding his hips. Hold him. Hold his hand. ] --please--
cw: did we warn for major dubcon? lets do that just in case
[ The feeling flinches when Danny goes on. Recoils from his own name and the one Danny gives him. The words come quick when his hole stretches too far, too bright around his thumb and crown. ]
Wait--wait, waitwait, Danny--Danny, wait!
[ His vision whites out, senses battered out by the dry scrape as Danny fucks into him. Quentin screams and immediately bites around his forearm to stop, stop stop shut up. Mud climbs between his teeth. Holds his knees too tight, he realizes how wide he's splayed when he tries to pull away and his thighs ache and his hips moan and his knees don't budge.
[ Filthy past his elbows, he scrabbles for the hand holding his hips. Hold him. Hold his hand. ] --please--