[He draws back (though not out of reach, Claude's hand against his neck more or less a grip at this point), breathing harder now, his hair sticking to his brow already. Shit, Claude really is just what he needs at all times - especially now, though; the way he simply goes along with it, even though he's not really the type to crave or prefer rough sex. Setting a firm, unhurried rhythm, fingers gliding up and down his shaft and thumb pressing against the head of his cock, he jerks Claude off quietly, without his usual stream of words to accompany their quickening breaths. When he's in this kind of mood, Vincent doesn't generally talk much in bed. Doesn't really feel like it, his focus too restricted. He shifts again, feeling the way his cock grows harder almost by the second. He's not going to rush it, though. He may be rough but he's never sloppy.]
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[He draws back (though not out of reach, Claude's hand against his neck more or less a grip at this point), breathing harder now, his hair sticking to his brow already. Shit, Claude really is just what he needs at all times - especially now, though; the way he simply goes along with it, even though he's not really the type to crave or prefer rough sex. Setting a firm, unhurried rhythm, fingers gliding up and down his shaft and thumb pressing against the head of his cock, he jerks Claude off quietly, without his usual stream of words to accompany their quickening breaths. When he's in this kind of mood, Vincent doesn't generally talk much in bed. Doesn't really feel like it, his focus too restricted. He shifts again, feeling the way his cock grows harder almost by the second. He's not going to rush it, though. He may be rough but he's never sloppy.]