Hah-- [ Edward huffs. distracted by the way Tim's fingers fuck into his hole with increasing speed. Several soft, short moans leave him. ]
Scourge of the silk shoppes. [ He manages to tease, nearly melting into the counter. He pries his hands from Tim to grasp an oven mit hanging off of one of the counter cabinet knobs and uses it to push the oil-coated broken glass off of the counter top and onto the floor. It does nothing really to clean up the oil, but he's less concerned with it as long as once Tim is through with fingering him he can hop on top of the counter without slipping off of it like a water slide and hook his legs around Tim's middle. ]
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Scourge of the silk shoppes. [ He manages to tease, nearly melting into the counter. He pries his hands from Tim to grasp an oven mit hanging off of one of the counter cabinet knobs and uses it to push the oil-coated broken glass off of the counter top and onto the floor. It does nothing really to clean up the oil, but he's less concerned with it as long as once Tim is through with fingering him he can hop on top of the counter without slipping off of it like a water slide and hook his legs around Tim's middle. ]