[ He's practically pinning Omi down to the bed with his thrusts, making sure he can't escape. Against his ear, he whispers: ]
You're clinging onto me so tightly, Omi. It's like you don't want to let me go?
[ SNORTS and starts laughing. He can't do this. It's too much. You know what? Maybe they can do photography like Omi suggested. That seems like a better kink! So he reaches out for the camera nearby and takes a shot of both of them from arms length.
His pace slows... Pulling out slowly and then pushing back in. Carefully, he unwraps Omi's arms so he can take a clear picture of him as he is—a complete mess. ]
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You're clinging onto me so tightly, Omi. It's like you don't want to let me go?
[ SNORTS and starts laughing. He can't do this. It's too much. You know what? Maybe they can do photography like Omi suggested. That seems like a better kink! So he reaches out for the camera nearby and takes a shot of both of them from arms length.
His pace slows... Pulling out slowly and then pushing back in. Carefully, he unwraps Omi's arms so he can take a clear picture of him as he is—a complete mess. ]