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Abbacchio had no idea how things go to this point. He liked to believe he was one not to give in to his more carnal desires so easily. Or at least waiting until they were behind closed doors before going at it. But there he was curled over Bruno and fucking him into their couch. They hadn’t even taken their clothes off all the way for Christ sake! Their pants and underwear ended up somewhere around their ankles. Their shirts remained on although they were quite rumpled from their actions.
Abbacchio’s hands gripped into Bruno’s hard enough to bruise, holding them down on either side of Bruno’s head. If Bruno was in any way uncomfortable he didn’t show it and Abbacchio guessed that he rather enjoyed his situation based on the sounds he was making. Abbacchio removed his hands from Bruno’s, coming down to support Bruno’s hips as he continued to meet Abbacchio’s thrusts.
Unsure of what to do with his now unoccupied hands Bruno dug his fingers into the fabric of the arm rest of the couch and threw a leg over Abbacchio’s shoulder. Bruno shifted so he was half lying on his side slightly changing how Abbacchio’s dick moved in him. The new position was heavenly and made shivers rock through Bruno’s body.
As Abbacchio grew closer to his climax his thrusts became quicker and more rough so Bruno was jostled harshly against the couch. Bruno hid his flushed face in the space between his arm and the couch a bit of drool leaking out of his hot panting mouth. He felt gross but he couldn’t help it. He could barely move.
“I’m…I’m!” was all Bruno managed to croak out before he was cumming against Abbacchio’s stomach.
The sudden tightness made Abbacchio scrunch his eyes shut and his teeth clenched as he released into Bruno as well.
“I’m glad no one decided to come home early,” Bruno said, biting his lip as Abbacchio pulled out.
“Yeah, let’s get back upstairs before out luck runs out.”