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Pfft you're not.

[Not that he really cares, from his tone of voice. He's more preoccupied with how hard he is and watching his partner squirm. Geeze, how the hell is he that hard already - says man who already is hard already. Normally he would protest but what the hell;]

Sure.

[It's said in more of a grunt as he steadily moves to tower over him. He liked that they both got their uh...day in the sun? He needed a better expression of it. The shift in weight causes the couch groan from under them as Hank steadiest himself, their respective cocks touching briefly. He might be on top, but he waits to see what the other will do first.]

[plasticasshole]

[Connor smirks a little- he's a little sorry! Maybe. In any case he lifts his hips and grinds up against Hank, hooking one leg lazily around Hank's middle.]

Can you use that spell again?

[He hopes Hank remembers which one he means. It had been the one that made sex feel so good last time... not that they need it, necessarily, because the Bond will amplify things enough. But Connor is in the mood to really lose himself here.]