Those eyes had gone hazy and wide, pleasure taking over most of his mental functions. It felt so good, so good and Graham's reactions just from touching Ripley were taking his breath away. He had to close his eyes to focus on keeping control of himself.
His hands fumbled with Graham's pants again, still clumsy but more determined this time as he tugged at them, barely getting them down far enough to get past Graham's ass, but for the moment it was enough, and he wrapped his fingers around the other man's cock and stroked.
He glanced down, eyes catching for a moment on Graham's hand sliding along his cock, and then to Graham's cock, his own hand stuttering to a stop for a moment before he continued.
"Graham, Graham, fuck can we-" He shifted forward some more and rocked into the hand around his cock, white spots of pleasure behind his eyes and burning through his body. He wasn't sure, exactly, what it was he wanted, how they were going to make this work, but he wanted more of Graham against him, and he knew he could come from just the Sheriff's hand alone, but he pressed their bodies tight together, trapping both their hands and their cocks between them and rocked forward, feeling the friction drag of skin against skin against skin and he moaned, his head falling limply.
"Damn," Apparently his vocabulary collapsed to half formed sentences and curses when flooded with these many sensations.
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Date: 2012-10-12 01:48 am (UTC)His hands fumbled with Graham's pants again, still clumsy but more determined this time as he tugged at them, barely getting them down far enough to get past Graham's ass, but for the moment it was enough, and he wrapped his fingers around the other man's cock and stroked.
He glanced down, eyes catching for a moment on Graham's hand sliding along his cock, and then to Graham's cock, his own hand stuttering to a stop for a moment before he continued.
"Graham, Graham, fuck can we-" He shifted forward some more and rocked into the hand around his cock, white spots of pleasure behind his eyes and burning through his body. He wasn't sure, exactly, what it was he wanted, how they were going to make this work, but he wanted more of Graham against him, and he knew he could come from just the Sheriff's hand alone, but he pressed their bodies tight together, trapping both their hands and their cocks between them and rocked forward, feeling the friction drag of skin against skin against skin and he moaned, his head falling limply.
"Damn," Apparently his vocabulary collapsed to half formed sentences and curses when flooded with these many sensations.