[ Which Andy knows perfectly well, but Fraser wants to say it. Anyway, he's starting slow, well within Andy's comfort zone especially after being fucked, slipping two well-lubed fingers into him and massaging his prostate in gentle circles. ]
[ Andy loves this part. On a normal day, he can lie back and let Ben finger fuck him for ages. He just lies back and closes his eyes and rides it, but that's when he's not expecting escalation. Knowing they're going further keeps a little ball of tension in the pit of his stomach.
Which isn't bad, a little fear is a turn-on. He knows he'll let Ben go further than anyone else because he's Ben. ]
[ After a few moments of this, he adds a third finger, but that's nothing new either. He spreads his fingers inside Andy, stretching him, but still mostly just doing all the stuff he knows Andy likes best. ]
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[ He straps Andy down securely and gives his thigh a squeeze. ]
Give me a colour.
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[ Which Andy knows perfectly well, but Fraser wants to say it. Anyway, he's starting slow, well within Andy's comfort zone especially after being fucked, slipping two well-lubed fingers into him and massaging his prostate in gentle circles. ]
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[ Andy loves this part. On a normal day, he can lie back and let Ben finger fuck him for ages. He just lies back and closes his eyes and rides it, but that's when he's not expecting escalation. Knowing they're going further keeps a little ball of tension in the pit of his stomach.
Which isn't bad, a little fear is a turn-on. He knows he'll let Ben go further than anyone else because he's Ben. ]
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[ He doesn't think anyone knows him better by now. Not even Henry, back home. ]
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Are you? ... do you like this?
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[ Again, that low and fervent sincerity. ]
I... you trust me.
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[ Why he likes it. Talking helps him stay relaxed. ]
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[ He's slowly working his fingers in Andy as he talks. ]
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[ It is a lot, they never go beyond three fingers. ]
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God. Will you carry me to bed after? Make love to me?
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You're alright, my love. I've got you.
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You're unbelievable.
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