[It was, but it wasn't entirely a conscious attempt. Males were gonna male.
His hips moved liquidly with her, thrusting up, thrusting in, feeling the heat and wetness around his cock, the way she tightened around him when she started to come. The sting of her nails, her jagged breathing, his name whispered in the air, muffled by his lips as he licked at her, sucking at her skin as he felt that rein of control he was holding start to slip free.
Not entirely; he didn't want to hurt her, but enough that his own pleasure sparked and ripped through his body. The sound he made was feral, male, primal, and he slid an arm under her, lifting her up off the bed to press her to him as he emptied himself into her.]
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His hips moved liquidly with her, thrusting up, thrusting in, feeling the heat and wetness around his cock, the way she tightened around him when she started to come. The sting of her nails, her jagged breathing, his name whispered in the air, muffled by his lips as he licked at her, sucking at her skin as he felt that rein of control he was holding start to slip free.
Not entirely; he didn't want to hurt her, but enough that his own pleasure sparked and ripped through his body. The sound he made was feral, male, primal, and he slid an arm under her, lifting her up off the bed to press her to him as he emptied himself into her.]