[Credence lets his eyes fall shut, battling back any remaining nerves as Percival's hand slips down his chest and belly. He shifts his leg when guided, rolling onto his side so they're pressed together, his face is flushed and tension building even though they've just started. The older man's words make him shiver, hips bucking into the warmth now circling his cock.]
[While Credence had no preferences when it came to who did what to him when they were all three together, the thing that he really enjoyed was being worked open. A couple of fingers pressed up inside him, filling him up. He remembers the first time, the sounds he'd made - how embarrassed he'd been, how relieved he was when both his partners had found pleasure in breaking him apart so quickly. Learning that sex wasn't linear, that he could like as many things as he wanted - that the only limits were what they set for themselves, was everything he'd ever needed.
He stretches a hand out, towards the case, as his head falls back to expose his throat to Graves' mouth. It's a question, and a plea. He wants everything Percival is going to give him and he wants Newt there, too.]
no subject
Newt. [His eyes flick open, fingertips digging into Percival's shoulders.] Yes.
[While Credence had no preferences when it came to who did what to him when they were all three together, the thing that he really enjoyed was being worked open. A couple of fingers pressed up inside him, filling him up. He remembers the first time, the sounds he'd made - how embarrassed he'd been, how relieved he was when both his partners had found pleasure in breaking him apart so quickly. Learning that sex wasn't linear, that he could like as many things as he wanted - that the only limits were what they set for themselves, was everything he'd ever needed.
He stretches a hand out, towards the case, as his head falls back to expose his throat to Graves' mouth. It's a question, and a plea. He wants everything Percival is going to give him and he wants Newt there, too.]
Please.