[The desire, the trust in Johnny's words and his eyes, they're more potent than even the lust. Jack keeps his eyes locked on his lover's as he bends his head down to drop another kiss to his skin.
He's still wet from his tongue. Jack was...enthusiastic in his attention. His hole nearly feels like a woman. He sinks his finger into it, the give of Johnny's hole easy enough despite the warm clench once inside.]
You will enjoy this. [It's not overconfidence, not really. It's a promise.] I'll make you feel good, Johnny.
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He's still wet from his tongue. Jack was...enthusiastic in his attention. His hole nearly feels like a woman. He sinks his finger into it, the give of Johnny's hole easy enough despite the warm clench once inside.]
You will enjoy this. [It's not overconfidence, not really. It's a promise.] I'll make you feel good, Johnny.