[The bed thuds their rhythm against the wall, keeping its time, and Toby can't stop himself moaning so loudly and calling Dorian's name because, damn, it's so good. He's enthralled at Dorian wanting him, having him, teasing him, fucking him... Lost in the moment as he is, Toby snakes a hand beneath himself, moving it down past his chest and stomach until he reaches his own cock and begins working it in time with Dorian's pace.]
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