Vars had to think about that question much more than normal because his mind was occupied with, swimming from the feeling of Viktor against his body. The response coming out in pants. "Fucking hell."
It was close in meaning and all he could say before he had to fight to recover his breath after hitting the ground. Vars grabbed Viktor as he started pulling away, taking a hot kiss ended with a rough bit to Viktor's lips before he let go.
"Pretty boy think he strong 'nough keep down." Vars wanted to submit but he wasn't about to let Viktor get away without a little fight or teasing about fighting.
Vars slipped out of his jacket when he sat up to deal with this boots, stopping between them to pull off his shirt and dig in his pocket and hit Viktor square in the chest with a thrown, small bottle of lube. He started carrying it around after their first experience since neither of them were used to being the bottom but they did have a tendency to get wild after a fight. He always wore his coat so there was no searching around and wasting time.
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It was close in meaning and all he could say before he had to fight to recover his breath after hitting the ground. Vars grabbed Viktor as he started pulling away, taking a hot kiss ended with a rough bit to Viktor's lips before he let go.
"Pretty boy think he strong 'nough keep down." Vars wanted to submit but he wasn't about to let Viktor get away without a little fight or teasing about fighting.
Vars slipped out of his jacket when he sat up to deal with this boots, stopping between them to pull off his shirt and dig in his pocket and hit Viktor square in the chest with a thrown, small bottle of lube. He started carrying it around after their first experience since neither of them were used to being the bottom but they did have a tendency to get wild after a fight. He always wore his coat so there was no searching around and wasting time.