[The satisfied smirk that hooks across his handsome features is absurd, on a winning streak and letting it ride.]
C'mere- [He wraps one of his strong arms around Romance's trim waist, tugging the other man along as he rolls onto his back. Why did Romance even bother having a normal bed when he had an amply muscular one right here?
On his back he can actually use his hands, stroking the fingers of one hand along Romance's spine, giving just the faintest edge of claws. This is already a bit more tender, Abby isn't trying to convince Romance this time, he doesn't have to.
But before Romance assumes this will be a gentle round of extremely vanilla lovemaking, Abby's other hand gravitates towards his ass, giving it a good open-palmed slap before just grabbing a handful and squeezing. You can take the man from the barbarians, but you can't take the barbarian out of the man. Or something.]
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C'mere- [He wraps one of his strong arms around Romance's trim waist, tugging the other man along as he rolls onto his back. Why did Romance even bother having a normal bed when he had an amply muscular one right here?
On his back he can actually use his hands, stroking the fingers of one hand along Romance's spine, giving just the faintest edge of claws. This is already a bit more tender, Abby isn't trying to convince Romance this time, he doesn't have to.
But before Romance assumes this will be a gentle round of extremely vanilla lovemaking, Abby's other hand gravitates towards his ass, giving it a good open-palmed slap before just grabbing a handful and squeezing. You can take the man from the barbarians, but you can't take the barbarian out of the man. Or something.]