[his hips jerk automatically at the contact, the touch being enough to have him hardening further. it's the words though that have him pausing, his hands curling in to fists around the sheets as he tries to work out how he'd even feel about that. all he knows is, well, holding off isn't easy. he doubts it'd be all that comfortable either, considering just how sensitive he is these days.
a shaky breath, and barry takes ahold of the arm around his waist, having to rest on a elbow to do it. it leaves him free to press back a little, to grind against len. to try and get him to follow through instead of keeping up the tease.]
Please, Len. [though quite what he's asking for is anyone's guess.]
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a shaky breath, and barry takes ahold of the arm around his waist, having to rest on a elbow to do it. it leaves him free to press back a little, to grind against len. to try and get him to follow through instead of keeping up the tease.]
Please, Len. [though quite what he's asking for is anyone's guess.]