[It's such a delicious feeling, Verso sliding in home. He's a needy, greedy kitten, one who's just never satisfied, especially when he feels like he's in heat himself, riled up to the point of jerking in place. So that when Verso grasps his hand, he gives it a squeeze and purrs loudly, the rumble in his throat reverberating through the air as he tries to steal a glance at his lover's face.]
I... I am... Mostly. [It's difficult not to clench, to tighten his muscles around Verso's cock, squeeze him and pull him in further all the while shoving himself back until their bodies meet and he can lean against Verso with his head tipped back. A moan escapes him and his legs tremble due to feeling so full.]
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I... I am... Mostly. [It's difficult not to clench, to tighten his muscles around Verso's cock, squeeze him and pull him in further all the while shoving himself back until their bodies meet and he can lean against Verso with his head tipped back. A moan escapes him and his legs tremble due to feeling so full.]