[Theo likes the way Oliver laughs, it's - cute and humanizing, not that he ever thought him inhuman but there's certain factors about him that are typically closed off or aloof. To break the facade feels like more of a triumph than getting him off; he sees the similarly stupid youth reflected back at him while they fuck, full of snickers and shaking shoulders. Theo groans again between the crack into another laugh, and he lets himself sink into the pleasure and fantasy of being fucked.
Oliver's good - always is - at winding him up. Giving him a little challenge, some bait on a stick to get Theo to react. He's given him something of a challenge, one that allures and excites him, so he just hastily nods his head, bracing one hand up against the door above his head so he'll stop smacking into it with the way they move each and every time Oliver's fucking into him, digging deep and forcing him to adjust with a winded sigh.]
Make me come then, Daddy - let me get all tight on your cock for you.
[He's smiling, stupid and easy, squirming as his other hand stays on Oliver to keep himself away from trying to use it. No touching, just fucking - he ends up scratching his nails into Oliver's skin wherever he can reach it, from the nape of his neck to all down his shoulder blades beneath his shirt. His lip is starting to quiver and his thigh to shake, so he isn't far off.]
no subject
[Theo likes the way Oliver laughs, it's - cute and humanizing, not that he ever thought him inhuman but there's certain factors about him that are typically closed off or aloof. To break the facade feels like more of a triumph than getting him off; he sees the similarly stupid youth reflected back at him while they fuck, full of snickers and shaking shoulders. Theo groans again between the crack into another laugh, and he lets himself sink into the pleasure and fantasy of being fucked.
Oliver's good - always is - at winding him up. Giving him a little challenge, some bait on a stick to get Theo to react. He's given him something of a challenge, one that allures and excites him, so he just hastily nods his head, bracing one hand up against the door above his head so he'll stop smacking into it with the way they move each and every time Oliver's fucking into him, digging deep and forcing him to adjust with a winded sigh.]
Make me come then, Daddy - let me get all tight on your cock for you.
[He's smiling, stupid and easy, squirming as his other hand stays on Oliver to keep himself away from trying to use it. No touching, just fucking - he ends up scratching his nails into Oliver's skin wherever he can reach it, from the nape of his neck to all down his shoulder blades beneath his shirt. His lip is starting to quiver and his thigh to shake, so he isn't far off.]
Make me scream already.