[ he makes a noise in response, as if trying to tell sunday that, no, he’s still very much fine, following it up with a groan when he’s yanked impossibly closer. he inhales deeply and he swears that he could get off on the scent of him alone, and while he knows that they’re not supposed to make noise he certainly does try to make sunday lose it by working doubly hard. ]

[ he removes his hand from his dick, instead setting it on sunday’s leg and guiding it forward and toward his dick. use your foot, sunday. ]