For Zell laughter could never kill the mood, well at least not when he was making a stupid joke and being relatively entertaining. Now if Seifer ever looks at his penis and laughed while they were being intimate then the mood would probably be dead…overkill. Seifer had a nice laugh especially when he threw his head back and or he wasn’t laughing at Zell falling down. The short blonde hoped to inspire it as often as he possibly could. Hell, making Seifer laugh made this hellhole totally bearable, if he had to be stuck in a prison of depressing stiffs he would hang himself with his own sheet. Zell chuckled softly before nipping Seifer’s chin, “I aim to please—”
He was cut off by a low groan when Seifer’s sex pressed into him creating greater contact between their bodies. Zell’s mind seemed to take a space trip when Seifer said he’d like to get his mouth around Zell’s ‘hotdog’ and the tattooed man’s toe’s curled at the thought. How, how could they manage that …he wanted to give Seifer pleasure too, but oh his brain wouldn’t work for him to figure out how they both could, “ah…I wanna suck yours too!” He seemed a bit eager after all of the teasing and Seifer’s words only inspired more desire to inflame him, “sixty-nine? We can lay on our sides so it’ll be more comfortable…and less messy…though I…really really like messy too…”
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Date: 2007-05-08 11:06 pm (UTC)He was cut off by a low groan when Seifer’s sex pressed into him creating greater contact between their bodies. Zell’s mind seemed to take a space trip when Seifer said he’d like to get his mouth around Zell’s ‘hotdog’ and the tattooed man’s toe’s curled at the thought. How, how could they manage that …he wanted to give Seifer pleasure too, but oh his brain wouldn’t work for him to figure out how they both could, “ah…I wanna suck yours too!” He seemed a bit eager after all of the teasing and Seifer’s words only inspired more desire to inflame him, “sixty-nine? We can lay on our sides so it’ll be more comfortable…and less messy…though I…really really like messy too…”