It's all the permission Angel needs to stop holding himself back. There's no cameras here, no client to flatter, no restrictions against seeking his own pleasure. His hips rut up with an increasingly broken rhythm, free to enjoy himself like he used to with Val. Before Val became essential another client, one he couldn't say no to.
He pants murmured praises before he falls over the edge, body trembling with the relief of that climax.
"Heh, wouldn't complain at all if we were back home and had ta go into reshoots, fuck~"
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>_> dw ate my tag, let's see if i can rewrite it as well
Date: 2024-08-07 08:33 pm (UTC)He pants murmured praises before he falls over the edge, body trembling with the relief of that climax.
"Heh, wouldn't complain at all if we were back home and had ta go into reshoots, fuck~"