And his voice is desperate, and he's squirming on the bed, still rocking back against his fingers and letting out his breath, then gasping for air in short sobs.
"Want... to see... you... please."
There are teeth closing on his skin, and he won't move if Ramon doesn't let him, just keeps on thrusting into the bed, back against his hand, trying to keep breathing.
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And his voice is desperate, and he's squirming on the bed, still rocking back against his fingers and letting out his breath, then gasping for air in short sobs.
"Want... to see... you... please."
There are teeth closing on his skin, and he won't move if Ramon doesn't let him, just keeps on thrusting into the bed, back against his hand, trying to keep breathing.
"Please."