[ It doesn't. Good thing Hank only has one immediate neighbor. Welp. They're gonna complain to him tomorrow.
Hank presses closer each time he slams into Gavin, his stomach pressing up against him as he digs in and holds on tight. He starts biting at Gavin's neck, nothing sharp, but with building intent. The marks feel good, Gavin feels good, the pressure and arousal building inside him and just below his belly feels good. Everything about this is better than Hank's ever had. At least it feels that way, since it's all he can think about. ]
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Hank presses closer each time he slams into Gavin, his stomach pressing up against him as he digs in and holds on tight. He starts biting at Gavin's neck, nothing sharp, but with building intent. The marks feel good, Gavin feels good, the pressure and arousal building inside him and just below his belly feels good. Everything about this is better than Hank's ever had. At least it feels that way, since it's all he can think about. ]
Yours, Ezra. Your alpha.