Sasuke's breath came shallower and shallower as Sam began, and continued, to thrust. His arm finally left the wall so that both could circle Sam's shoulders, relying fully on the other for support. Pressed against the wall, he used that as leverage to arc his spine, cant his hips, finding the rhythm to meet Sam's thrusts. Gasps and moans bubbled and broke in the air. He felt his lips brush past the other's ear, and turned his head to whisper, "H-harder..."

A shudder rolled heavily down his spine when teeth met his neck, and he curled arms in a little tighter, nails grazing at Sam's shoulders. "Bite me." Whispered, again, softly but harshly into Sam's ear.