He can't hear it in his words, can't hear the way he leaves, but he does hear his name and reaches back, searching for Astarion's hand, that closeness he's come to get used to.
He presses hot, desperate kisses to Rosita's mouth. "Yeah," he pants. "God..."
Jacob was doomed from the start between them, every sight and sound and feeling pushing him close before he ever got in this position. So he bites back a cry, a gruff moan, and buries his face in Rosita's neck as he spills himself inside of her.
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Date: 2024-11-18 12:43 pm (UTC)From:He presses hot, desperate kisses to Rosita's mouth. "Yeah," he pants. "God..."
Jacob was doomed from the start between them, every sight and sound and feeling pushing him close before he ever got in this position. So he bites back a cry, a gruff moan, and buries his face in Rosita's neck as he spills himself inside of her.