[Kurt whines thickly into Little Kurt's shoulder, bucking into his hand, feeling his own climax slowly approaching. He won't come just yet. His endurance is significantly better than Little Kurt's, who's already coming underneath him, shaking and bucking, moaning his name. He can tell how good he feels, how good he made him feel, without fear or doubt or anything else than the need pent up between them. Kurt gives a shaky grin into his neck, still gently squeezing and stroking the other's length.] Y-Yeah? You liked it?
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