( all he can think about now is just... sensation. dolph's dick pushing into him, the warmth of the hand around his own cock. it has to be the drugs, but he's only focused on the feel of everything. he squeezes his legs around dolph now, meeting each thrust without fail and a bit more strength. )
Please –
( a little more. only a little more, and maybe he can feel like himself again. )
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Please –
( a little more. only a little more, and maybe he can feel like himself again. )