He couldn't stop touching him, hands flat along his back and sides. Riley was a larger man then he was himself, and he reveled in the warm pressure laying over him. It wasn't oppressive, but comfortable. His hands went down to Riley's hips, grinding up against him. His body was taut, on edge, moving towards every touch and Tao spread his legs apart more, pressing against his hand. It took a moment to relax into the touch, and when he felt that heat searing inside of him, pushing stretching he cried out, body tight around him.
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