[Knives still isn't entirely used to how much he enjoys this. He loves watching as Legato's body takes him. He keeps the movement of his hips slow at first, enjoying the way this looks and feels. However, he can't control himself for very long and the pace of his thrusts.
His hands stop holding onto Legato's hips so he can touch Legato's back and reach up into his hair. He doesn't pull just yet, but the way his fingers slip into Legato's hair tease at that.]
[With Knives, everything affectionate is little more than a threat for what will come after, and Legato finds himself leaning into it. He never lets himself believe that soft gestures are anything other than that, but he'll gladly take the pain.
He hardly notices when he tilts his head against the fingers in his hair, focusing on being compliant and obedient, reveling in Knives doing whatever he wants with him.]
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His hands stop holding onto Legato's hips so he can touch Legato's back and reach up into his hair. He doesn't pull just yet, but the way his fingers slip into Legato's hair tease at that.]
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He hardly notices when he tilts his head against the fingers in his hair, focusing on being compliant and obedient, reveling in Knives doing whatever he wants with him.]