[He wraps his free arm around the smaller man, trying to further help hold him in place, and lets his hand slide up to lightly rub the nape of his neck. He's still watching, though, still staring down at Turlough working himself open, only looking away when he turns his head to kiss him again. He's been trying so damned hard to keep himself from getting too worked up, but he can't keep himself from wanting more of this.]
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