Ric nipped at Damon, more playful than serious, in response to the snark, but it was short. He swore he could feel Damon's focus fix on him, the stress and any distraction fall away. He certainly saw when Damon's eyes locked onto the mirror. The mirror wasn't what did it for Ric, at all, but seeing Damon's expression and really, truly, having him, and knowing that it went beyond the physical and that that reaction was all for him?
That more than did it for Ric.
He groaned deeply and moved his hand to wrap around Damon's cock, warm and a little rough with callouses and swept his thumb across the head, and then just let the force of his thrusts into Damon do the work. Shove Damon into his hand and then back it off a little. He was lost, he was gone and for all that this was about him, primaly, needing to lay some sort of claim to Damon and take what he felt like they'd just established was his...
He felt almost as much like he was being taken. Desperately hard, aching, lungs burning and air seeming to sear his lungs, heart hammering in his ears, mouth finding the side of Damon's throat again. It was almost like he knew what he was doing, and maybe this far into instinct and wanting and needing... he kind of did.
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That more than did it for Ric.
He groaned deeply and moved his hand to wrap around Damon's cock, warm and a little rough with callouses and swept his thumb across the head, and then just let the force of his thrusts into Damon do the work. Shove Damon into his hand and then back it off a little. He was lost, he was gone and for all that this was about him, primaly, needing to lay some sort of claim to Damon and take what he felt like they'd just established was his...
He felt almost as much like he was being taken. Desperately hard, aching, lungs burning and air seeming to sear his lungs, heart hammering in his ears, mouth finding the side of Damon's throat again. It was almost like he knew what he was doing, and maybe this far into instinct and wanting and needing... he kind of did.