[ Fuck, that's fucking good. Hank breathes out loud, growling and groaning with each move. Ezra was definitely made for this, he fits so well on him, feels so good. There's really no doubt whose beta he is. Hank wouldn't let there ever be a doubt. ]
Don't stop.
[ Hank shudders as the pressure builds and he grips Gavin by the waist. His eyes remain gold as he lifts Gavin up and fucks him down against himself, enjoying every sound he wrenches from Gavin's lips. Every sound is his and his alone. All of this—only Hank's. (Sorry, Eli.) ]
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Don't stop.
[ Hank shudders as the pressure builds and he grips Gavin by the waist. His eyes remain gold as he lifts Gavin up and fucks him down against himself, enjoying every sound he wrenches from Gavin's lips. Every sound is his and his alone. All of this—only Hank's. (Sorry, Eli.) ]