[ That's enough for him, uncaring if Aventurine's fingers are dry, just appreciating that stretch from within his body and imagining it's his dick until he finally lets go. His hole clenches tight around his fingers as he shudders against him, rutting like an animal in heat wile he spills his release inside his underwear. He rides the feeling out while dragging himself messily over Aventurine's still-clothed dick. ]
You too. Let go for me, too. I want to see you.
[ His eyes are hazy and wet from the alcohol, but he is still watching Aventurine intently, wanting to commit the moment to memory. ]
Re: Day 67.
[ That's enough for him, uncaring if Aventurine's fingers are dry, just appreciating that stretch from within his body and imagining it's his dick until he finally lets go. His hole clenches tight around his fingers as he shudders against him, rutting like an animal in heat wile he spills his release inside his underwear. He rides the feeling out while dragging himself messily over Aventurine's still-clothed dick. ]
You too. Let go for me, too. I want to see you.
[ His eyes are hazy and wet from the alcohol, but he is still watching Aventurine intently, wanting to commit the moment to memory. ]