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[Poor Floyd. Trying so hard through the fogginess of his post-orgasm exhaustion. Bless him.

There's a soft hum, though, when Floyd takes him into a kiss, Riddle's mouth pliant if he decides to deepen it. His hand comes up and runs through the turquoise locks, nails scraping lightly over his scalp.]

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[And deepen it he does, tipping his head to give himself ample room to explore. The bite of nails on his scalp give him pause though, not because he dislikes it, but because he has to keep himself from nipping at Riddle’s lips in retaliation.

Instead, Floyd takes to his neck, kissing and sucking while the hand still wrapped around Riddle’s cock finally starts up a rhythm. It’s steady but firm, fingers squeezing around the tip with each jerk.]

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[There's a soft gasp as Floyd shifts to his neck and starts up that rhythm, and he moans softly, letting his head fall to the side and exposing more of his neck to the merman.

Gently, his hips move with that rhythm, small waves of pleasure coursing through his body.]

Mmn... Floyd...

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[Those moans are the only reason he decides not to occupy Riddle’s lips. He sounds too precious, too perfect to cover up.

His hand moves faster while he sucks, and right now Floyd has every intention of leaving behind a mark or two. A low growl reverberates in his chest and soon he’s tightening his grip around the crown of Riddle’s cock, giving him something to fuck up into with those grinding hips.]

You’re so cute~

[he purrs, teeth scraping against Riddle’s neck.]

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[It's all incredible and wonderful... right up until it isn't.

A sharp pang of anxiety mixed with disgust startles him enough to have him giving a gasp and jolt, body briefly tensing. His hands immediately come to Floyd's shoulders, nails biting a bit into the skin.

Slow breaths out, Riddle...]

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[By now he’s used to the bouts of anxiety whenever they do this, so as soon as Floyd picks up on that jolt in Riddle’s heartbeat, he slows his hand to a stop and steadies his kissing, carefully peppering them along his jaw and cheek instead.]

Too fast?