Oh, I love your voice like that, [Sorey whispers, his lips red and raw from Dezel's teeth. He pulls back to catch his breath, presses his fingers against Dezel before pushing up onto his elbow and scoot further down.
A palm to Dezel's hip urges him to roll onto his back and Sorey- well, he's read about it a few times, though he's never thought he'd be trying it out himself. He hadn't been lying when he'd told Dezel he wanted to do it and now, with him like this, with Dezel already unraveling just with this...
Sorey glances up at him before flipping his robe open and wetting his lips. He glances up at his face again, past the long, strong planes of his stomach and chest, and runs the flat of his tongue up along the underside of Dezel's cock.]
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A palm to Dezel's hip urges him to roll onto his back and Sorey- well, he's read about it a few times, though he's never thought he'd be trying it out himself. He hadn't been lying when he'd told Dezel he wanted to do it and now, with him like this, with Dezel already unraveling just with this...
Sorey glances up at him before flipping his robe open and wetting his lips. He glances up at his face again, past the long, strong planes of his stomach and chest, and runs the flat of his tongue up along the underside of Dezel's cock.]