(The credit can go to Eliot who is unsurprisingly extremely good at sex, and they were together for fifty years. It wasn't just Teddy memories that stayed with Quentin, and until recently, he'd been getting some regularly. Penny's moan and movement make Quentin hum around him happily, glad to get any reaction out of him. The fingers in his hair feel like heaven and Quentin's hard himself, doing nothing to take the pressure off his own cock for now. All he cares about is Penny's taste, Penny's heat, Penny wanting him.
He keeps steady but bobs less so Penny can be the one taking his mouth and using it to his own pleasure. God he loves the feeling of it. The fact Eliot thought at any point Quentin wasn't bisexual as hell is hilarious. He wants more from Penny. A whole lot more. The question is if he can ask for it. This may be his only chance. Oh fuck it.
Quentin sucks on Penny until he can tell he's really starting to lose it, tempting him, licking the slit of his head, and then all of a sudden he pulls off him. He regrets it immediately and licks his lips, chancing a look up. This entire time they've been touching but it's like Quentin's desire through the empathy bond is tripled. He did tell Penny once sex with the empathy bond was unique. Now he can feel the intense want for himself.
This may break this spell they're under but hey, no guts no glory (sex).)
I want you to fuck me.
(Quentin says almost on a whisper, breaking their silence. He keeps his hand on Penny, and he might not be playing fair by still touching him, slower now.)
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He keeps steady but bobs less so Penny can be the one taking his mouth and using it to his own pleasure. God he loves the feeling of it. The fact Eliot thought at any point Quentin wasn't bisexual as hell is hilarious. He wants more from Penny. A whole lot more. The question is if he can ask for it. This may be his only chance. Oh fuck it.
Quentin sucks on Penny until he can tell he's really starting to lose it, tempting him, licking the slit of his head, and then all of a sudden he pulls off him. He regrets it immediately and licks his lips, chancing a look up. This entire time they've been touching but it's like Quentin's desire through the empathy bond is tripled. He did tell Penny once sex with the empathy bond was unique. Now he can feel the intense want for himself.
This may break this spell they're under but hey, no guts no glory (sex).)
I want you to fuck me.
(Quentin says almost on a whisper, breaking their silence. He keeps his hand on Penny, and he might not be playing fair by still touching him, slower now.)
Do you want to fuck me?