^{HARDER: Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair | @gentlx​}

          Heat builds and rises between their bodies. A tension so tangible that they can feel it in the pits of their stomachs. To say they were rutting like wild animals would not be so far off. With Jordan in his lap, hands grasp at his lover’s waist and he thrusts up into him. It is hot, tight inside, and what limited nerves he has there are set on fire. He can feel just about everything with each movement and it is pure bliss. The more his lover grasps, gasps, and moans, the harder he goes. His feet dig into the bed for anchorage but it’s not enough.

         He lets out a groan of his own as fingers bury into his hair. They tug harshly at the strands and it is a dull pain that only adds to the pleasure. Hips twitch before he’s thrusting up again. The decision is sudden as he lets go of Jordan’s hips, using his hands to push the other onto his back before climbing on top of him. The other’s fingers find their way back into his hair as he thrusts in, pulling once more and eliciting another groan. His lips find their way to his lover’s neck and he bites down. 

         It’s almost amusing how much he loves to deal back what Jordan gives to him.