[ Poe wasn't fully aware of it until Gwen started rubbing herself against him but that's another facet to this, hard to focus on fully because there are so many different ways his senses are being overloaded at the moment, but once it's happening he realizes how right it feels. As obsessed with her scent as he is he wants to wrap her up in his even more, and every touch and kiss and bite is another possessive mark, and he knows it won't be enough until he's gone over every inch of her, which he fully intends to do before he's willing to pull away from her. The thought is completely impossible now, as she's begging for him in every way she knows how, and it's just a good thing that he wouldn't choose to fight it anyway, because he knows he wouldn't stand a chance. But obviously he's here for her, he wants her, always.
Somewhere deep in the back of his mind, hopelessly buried underneath everything else, is the thought that this might have a very particular kind of consequence, but it's not one that can pull him out of this, because honestly there's nothing he wouldn't do with her, or for her, and without more conscious thoughts chiming in there's nothing that makes him want to hold back.
He's making a noise that's a muffled response to hearing his name like that, but it ends in a low, rough growl at the sharp prick of pain where her teeth dig into his lip. They've gotten a little rough with each other before when things get especially heated, sure, but that intensity is nothing short of perfect right now, he wouldn't care if she did draw blood, but as soon as his mouth is free he's going to give some very similar attention to her throat as he grips one of her thighs and nudges it further aside before his hand slips to his cock to guide it against her. ]
I know what you need, baby. I'm gonna make you come until you can't take any more.
[ She's so wet already that he barely needs to adjust himself, between that and the restless motion she's caught up in the tip of his cock slips exactly where it needs to be and with one sharp thrust of his hips he's inside her, and it's so immediately overwhelming that he's almost flailing for a bruisingly tight grip on her hip, to make sure that she stays right there. ]
Fuck. [ It's almost like an full on orgasm for him right then and there, he's never felt anything like it, but somehow he doesn't actually unravel right then and there and instead he's already rocking into her, his hand sliding further down to her thigh to help angle her just right to get the most friction out of it.
It feels like he's harder and thicker even as he's thrusting into her, as if he wasn't already fully hard before he got to the bed. But at this point, given how intense and wild and new this all is he wouldn't be surprised if that was actually what's happening right now. ]
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Somewhere deep in the back of his mind, hopelessly buried underneath everything else, is the thought that this might have a very particular kind of consequence, but it's not one that can pull him out of this, because honestly there's nothing he wouldn't do with her, or for her, and without more conscious thoughts chiming in there's nothing that makes him want to hold back.
He's making a noise that's a muffled response to hearing his name like that, but it ends in a low, rough growl at the sharp prick of pain where her teeth dig into his lip. They've gotten a little rough with each other before when things get especially heated, sure, but that intensity is nothing short of perfect right now, he wouldn't care if she did draw blood, but as soon as his mouth is free he's going to give some very similar attention to her throat as he grips one of her thighs and nudges it further aside before his hand slips to his cock to guide it against her. ]
I know what you need, baby. I'm gonna make you come until you can't take any more.
[ She's so wet already that he barely needs to adjust himself, between that and the restless motion she's caught up in the tip of his cock slips exactly where it needs to be and with one sharp thrust of his hips he's inside her, and it's so immediately overwhelming that he's almost flailing for a bruisingly tight grip on her hip, to make sure that she stays right there. ]
Fuck. [ It's almost like an full on orgasm for him right then and there, he's never felt anything like it, but somehow he doesn't actually unravel right then and there and instead he's already rocking into her, his hand sliding further down to her thigh to help angle her just right to get the most friction out of it.
It feels like he's harder and thicker even as he's thrusting into her, as if he wasn't already fully hard before he got to the bed. But at this point, given how intense and wild and new this all is he wouldn't be surprised if that was actually what's happening right now. ]