Oh. Oh, that growl does things to Kyle on some deep animal level. He holds relatively still as Quentin grinds up against him, brain sparking with the sensations shared across the link. Then, carefully, trying to keep in the same relative spot, he thrusts a little bit harder.

There. Take it. Yes, Quentin, love you.

He mauls Quentin's neck sloppily, hips driving forward. He makes a soft groaning sound deep in his chest.

hot sexy bitch i love you you're perfect i'm so close already are you close you love it love being fucked feel me i feel you

He rolls tightly against Quentin, feeling his cock between them. It's becoming more difficult to resist the urge to just jackhammer away at that wonderful ass.