Mature Content
Hayden arches deeply, burying his face in Virgil's side as his mate is well on his way to milking yet another orgasm from his prostate, toes curled, sharp pleasure mixing with the constant burning heat low in his belly.
"V-virgil… ah!" He moans, upset that Virgil kept up with teasing him, which was doing nothing to ease his ache.
Virgil just hums comfortingly, his grip on Hayden's waist firm so he doesn't squirm off his lap, he needed to tire Hayden out first, it was still only the first day and his mini rut is yet to kick in, he wasn't about to get worn out so soon.
Casually he curls his fingers deep in Hayden, keeping his thrusts gentle, knowing that with how sensitive he had to be and how many times he had made him come this way, Hayden would be pretty overstimulated, if his constant squirming and soft crying into his side was any indication.