[From time to time he tires and lies still, soft and loose-limbed and permissive. No talk; just the rasping of skin and huffing breaths in between. And while watching Ed for a moment, it's almost inevitable that he drifts in and out of wondering how much Ed is really getting out of this and out of him as he thrusts, his cock hard and seeking while Oswald's remains limp against his thigh.]
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