"I don't want all those front row bitches looking." Mikkel was caught off guard by how fast his emotions turned angry. Something about the women down front flashing their tits, which used to be funny, sent him into a fit of twisting anger inside. His grip on Sigurd's shoulders tightening.
The ache was starting to fade and Mikkel smiled up at the Swede. "You can do more. I'll be fine."
He may not have had sex himself but he's accidently walked in on enough to know that this is a slow pace. The pain might come back but he'd have to get used to more than this, or he assumed he would. The young Dane still isn't sure how he feels about being penetrated but the weight of the Swede on top of him pulls a long groan out. It feels so good.
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Date: 2022-04-01 08:57 pm (UTC)The ache was starting to fade and Mikkel smiled up at the Swede. "You can do more. I'll be fine."
He may not have had sex himself but he's accidently walked in on enough to know that this is a slow pace. The pain might come back but he'd have to get used to more than this, or he assumed he would. The young Dane still isn't sure how he feels about being penetrated but the weight of the Swede on top of him pulls a long groan out. It feels so good.