[He says, a vicarious tingly pleasure sweeping through him while pushing into Ed's palm and working slow, deepening circles outwards into the meatier parts under Ed's thumb and fingers. The rasp of skin on skin is sharp in his silence; it's hard resisting the urge to fill it when this all feels like something he's getting away with, a forbidden luxury. A whole other side of Ed he's experiencing for the very first time.]
no subject
I don't doubt it.
[He says, a vicarious tingly pleasure sweeping through him while pushing into Ed's palm and working slow, deepening circles outwards into the meatier parts under Ed's thumb and fingers. The rasp of skin on skin is sharp in his silence; it's hard resisting the urge to fill it when this all feels like something he's getting away with, a forbidden luxury. A whole other side of Ed he's experiencing for the very first time.]
Good?