He couldn’t move his eyes from hers even if he had wanted to. It felt so new but so familiar. So comfortable but beyond nerve wracking. It juts felt like them. A small breath left his lips as she rocked her hips. Pulling out slightly, he rotated his hips, pushing back in, amazed at the feeling of being so close again. After a moment to get comfortable with the pattern, he repositioned the slightest, searching for the spot he had found months ago that could send her over the edge. He moved forward to lean his forehead against hers for a moment. “You’re so beautiful, Santana.” he breathed out, pulling away again to continue the rhythm. Searching for her hand, wound their fingers together before thrusting in quicker, eliciting a small moan from himself at the sensation.
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