The bruise-hard grip was enough and Gabriel whimpered, arching back to match his pace easily. There were no awkward moments, no waiting to shift angles or adjustments, it was seamless, perfect. Perfect because he'd been waiting for Sam his entire life. The wolf that was supposed to claim him, the one that he could give everything to without fear or hesitation.
"Fuck Sam.. so fucking good. Yours. Always been.. nnh.. yours." He's so hard it hurts and every thrust brings him achingly close to the brink. "Yours."
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carisma_sensei
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Date: 2013-11-30 10:08 pm (UTC)"Fuck Sam.. so fucking good. Yours. Always been.. nnh.. yours." He's so hard it hurts and every thrust brings him achingly close to the brink. "Yours."