#ignore that it took me an hr to write this throwaway paragraph 😒

[petrichorium]

No bc I’ve been so haunted lately by shanks and prone bone…….. he’s so huge and all-encompassing pressed against your back, breath hot at your ear, scruffy chin rough against the softness of your jaw. He shoves his face into your nape and licks, heavy and wet, desperate for the salty taste of your sweat beading there. His arm is a vise around your waist that only grows tighter when he drags another release from you and it all becomes too much and you try to squirm away on instinct, drawing a breathy yelp from you and an unintelligible growling protest from him in return each time.

But when you finally pry your arm free enough to fling it backwards and grip his hair, he falters just barely. Your hand tightens, nails digging into his scalp as you yank, and he melts against you with a sound entirely unbecoming for a man of his stature—his hips stutter, then press against you and grind, sending white-hot sparks of warm, seeping pleasure through your core as he finally cums.