( Maybe watching had been a bad idea (Hawke was a master of those), because doing so only seemed to rile him up more. Hawke's patience chipped away each time his cock vanished halfway into Anders mouth, until he finally gave in and all but rammed his hips forward to shove the entirety of his shaft down Anders throat, the hand in his hair gripping tight; palm pressed to his scalp to hold him there for just a second, his cock throbbing with his impending orgasm.
Damn, he really was out of practice if he was going to come so soon. Then again, maybe Anders was just really good at sucking dick. Either way, a few more thrusts were coming his way if he didn't make an effort to stop it. )
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Damn, he really was out of practice if he was going to come so soon. Then again, maybe Anders was just really good at sucking dick. Either way, a few more thrusts were coming his way if he didn't make an effort to stop it. )