late night study sessions

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when they should be sleeping but nah. fuck that i GUESS

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Trey was fully in, Riddle's walls still clamping down on him as if to keep him there. Riddle's breathing settles somewhat as they take a minute, his hands slowly relaxing, fingers splaying against Trey's back to instead allow him to adjust the positioning. To loosely settle his arms around Trey's neck, over his shoulders.

"Next time, I'm going to be in your lap. Lowering myself onto you. Demanding you kiss me where I want, when I want." Bold words for someone who also asked to be adored through and through. "... It would have been too much this time." Riddle's cheeks burn bright and he knows it.

"Or," Riddle starts again, "I could lie on my stomach and knees, while you use the back of my head for leverage, pushing me into the sheets. That... might also... be interesting." Again, what the hell did Riddle watch.