( some part of him distantly wonders what it might say about him that he can do this so fucking smoothly even when his head is an explosive mess. focusing on the heat of ephemera helps, his weight on top of him and his hand around his cock, each squeezing pass rippling through him like an electric shock, so good it's almost painful.
he sucks on ephemera's tongue, dragging his hand through his hair. that groan fucks him up. he sounds good, he looks good, he feels fucking good, and that's all this has to be, just a moment among a hundred other moments in felix's life. a meaningless fuck. he doesn't have to fucking choke over it, but he is, but he will, because he'll go back to his apartment and think about this later – over and over and over, habitually – until it rots him inside.
his thighs spread, fitting neatly around ephemera's hips and squeezing lightly. an unspoken warning, because two seconds later his hand drops from his hair to his shoulder, and he flips them, rolling ephemera under him and up, until he's seated with felix settled deep in his lap. his hand returns to his hair. he licks into his mouth, catches his bottom lip with his teeth and tugs sharply. forces him close, so he can't look away or out into the crowd.
between them, his hand fists loosely around his cock and ephemera's, slotting them together into a slick, tight alignment. his next exhale buzzes through him, too loud as he folds his thighs around his hips and rocks against him. )
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he sucks on ephemera's tongue, dragging his hand through his hair. that groan fucks him up. he sounds good, he looks good, he feels fucking good, and that's all this has to be, just a moment among a hundred other moments in felix's life. a meaningless fuck. he doesn't have to fucking choke over it, but he is, but he will, because he'll go back to his apartment and think about this later – over and over and over, habitually – until it rots him inside.
his thighs spread, fitting neatly around ephemera's hips and squeezing lightly. an unspoken warning, because two seconds later his hand drops from his hair to his shoulder, and he flips them, rolling ephemera under him and up, until he's seated with felix settled deep in his lap. his hand returns to his hair. he licks into his mouth, catches his bottom lip with his teeth and tugs sharply. forces him close, so he can't look away or out into the crowd.
between them, his hand fists loosely around his cock and ephemera's, slotting them together into a slick, tight alignment. his next exhale buzzes through him, too loud as he folds his thighs around his hips and rocks against him. )