[ no, there's no one else for credence -- and there's no one else for graves. no one is as pliant and lovely as he is, when he moves back to cradle him and graves fucks him even harder, going a touch faster as he pulls out and buries himself balls-deep inside of him. there's something raw and primal about their coupling now, a buildup of tension that he cannot deny.
they've come so far together, tied to each other so powerfully despite trials and tribulations. graves cannot help but rolls his hips the way he knows credence loves, one hand gripping his hip to keep him steady while his other hand moves to jerk him off. ]
Look at you, baby. [ he breathes, low and sultry and deliberate. he's jerking him off where credence can see, how his hand moves up and down his thick, long cock, shamelessly drawing out his pleasure. ] You're so damn beautiful.
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they've come so far together, tied to each other so powerfully despite trials and tribulations. graves cannot help but rolls his hips the way he knows credence loves, one hand gripping his hip to keep him steady while his other hand moves to jerk him off. ]
Look at you, baby. [ he breathes, low and sultry and deliberate. he's jerking him off where credence can see, how his hand moves up and down his thick, long cock, shamelessly drawing out his pleasure. ] You're so damn beautiful.