[When Ryan starts to push back against his thrusts, he finally notices them, and there's just a brief pause while he processes the unconscious reaction - then there's that wonderful thought, food for his already massive ego, two years without a partner in this fucking school and someone wanted him. Not in a sick, controlling way like Petre, but him, the person he actually is.
By the time Ryan's mouth makes it to his neck, he's gone. Actually bucking into Ryan's lap, long moans necessitating a fist jammed into his mouth to keep them from carrying through the walls or out the door.
don't stop don't stop ryan right there bite suck anything don't stop]
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By the time Ryan's mouth makes it to his neck, he's gone. Actually bucking into Ryan's lap, long moans necessitating a fist jammed into his mouth to keep them from carrying through the walls or out the door.
don't stop don't stop ryan right there bite suck anything don't stop]