Caleb groans, low and unrestrained, as his lover's hand twists in his hair and he tightens around him. His cock throbs heavily inside him and with a rough snap his hips fit right up against his ass to grind in deep. Smiling, he nuzzles back against him before tilting just another inch to fit their lips together in a brief but searing kiss. It forever makes him giddy to know he is Yussa's sweet boy, that he wants him as much as he ever does. They are almost devastatingly compatible, the two of them.
"Ah," he breathes, lips skating up the sensitive shell of Yussa's sharply pointed ear, still grinning. "So it is just me that you like?" His fingers collect enough of the slick from the other man's thighs, a mixture of his own come and Yussa's juices, that it is satisfying to bring them up to his mouth to suck them clean with a pleased hum. "You would not let any other man take you this way?"
He has to thrust more deliberately as he talks, slow but hard, so he doesn't lose his train of thought to the slick, tight heat of his lover's ass. He holds Yussa close, aware that he is the only thing holding him upright with the way his legs still quiver, unsteady.
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"Ah," he breathes, lips skating up the sensitive shell of Yussa's sharply pointed ear, still grinning. "So it is just me that you like?" His fingers collect enough of the slick from the other man's thighs, a mixture of his own come and Yussa's juices, that it is satisfying to bring them up to his mouth to suck them clean with a pleased hum. "You would not let any other man take you this way?"
He has to thrust more deliberately as he talks, slow but hard, so he doesn't lose his train of thought to the slick, tight heat of his lover's ass. He holds Yussa close, aware that he is the only thing holding him upright with the way his legs still quiver, unsteady.