[Oh, yeah. This must be why Tucker's here. Wash takes the hint, pooling his weight into Tucker's lap and pushing him down against the bed. This is complicated by the fact he keeps gasping and leaning his head away for Tucker's mouth at his throat, but he manages.
He wants Tucker spread out underneath him -- so he can roll his hips down into him gently, rutting against him while Wash's hands splay his wings against the bedsheets, still tracing lines adjacent to the thin bones of it, standing out against the teal skin.]
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Date: 2016-03-21 11:08 pm (UTC)He wants Tucker spread out underneath him -- so he can roll his hips down into him gently, rutting against him while Wash's hands splay his wings against the bedsheets, still tracing lines adjacent to the thin bones of it, standing out against the teal skin.]