Billy rests his forehead against Lyrins," holding his gaze on him as he dragged his fingers along his skin , his breathing deep and heav. Lyrin could feel the tell take pulsing inside of him, Billy riding the edge with every thrust
Lyrin stares at Billy, his legs tightening slightly around the other, letting out another soft sound. He slides his fingers into the other's hair, thighs trembling slightly as he holds back his orgasm.
Lyrin moans again against Billy's mouth, kissing him back and tugging gently on him. He shifts his hips, panting heavily as he pulls away from the kiss and moves his mouth along Billy's jaw and neck. "Please, sir. . ."
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