[Elliot found himself wondering what the other was thinking as he jerked him off. Was he thinking at all? He moaned enough, small sounds that were nearly enough to get him hart again. He never stopped, working him to that release and then stroking him through it, his thoughts never stopped either.
But he didn't really have a clue where to begin on what the other was thinking. He hadn't hacked him. He didn't think he knew him at all, not really. Not the way he usually knew people. There was something disconcerting about that.
Elliot's hand slid up from the other's ass to his lower back, fingers collecting the other's come, much like he had done with his though that'd been on his face and he brought his fingers to his lip, a small satisfied sound as he tasted him like that.]
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But he didn't really have a clue where to begin on what the other was thinking. He hadn't hacked him. He didn't think he knew him at all, not really. Not the way he usually knew people. There was something disconcerting about that.
Elliot's hand slid up from the other's ass to his lower back, fingers collecting the other's come, much like he had done with his though that'd been on his face and he brought his fingers to his lip, a small satisfied sound as he tasted him like that.]