Azra laughs, "Sure, sure-" He pulls back slightly grinning up at the other. He slides a hand into Zukata's hair, watching the strands around his fingers. He blinks and looks back to the other, blushing. "Sorry--"
Zukata laughs softly. "Don't be... Look all you want." He drags softly leaning his face closer to kiss the corner of Azra's mouth.
(IM SOOOOO SOORRY FOR THE EXTREMELY LONG HIATUS! IVE BEEN SO BUSY!)
Azra blushes more, turning slightly to kiss Zukata once. He pulls back, letting his eyes sweep over the other's face. Standing this close, he could just barely make out the details. He smiles slightly, "So handsome. . ."
Azra flushes more, ducking his head slightly. "I want to. . ." He mumbles, dropping Zukata's belt to the sand. he glances up at Kata through his lashes, one hand lightly gripping the other's hip.
"Geez... don't look at me like that..." Zukata mumbles leaning down and nuzzling Azra's neck. Small kisses were placed on the other's neck and his hands moved down Azra's side to then hook his thumbs on Azra's pants.
Azra laughs softly, biting his lip. His tips his head back, blowing out a soft breath, "Whatever not?" He grins slightly, sliding an arm around Zukata's waist. "Do you like it too much?"
Azra flushes slightly, "Mm. . . I thought you said you didn't have an ego." He grins slightly, tugging at the other's underwear before leaning forward to lick along his cock.
Zukata leans his head back at the feeling with a low hum. "I never said that..." He responds playfully, knowing full well that he totally did say he had no ego.
"Quit bullshitting me." Azra grumbles, going down o. zukata with fervor. He sucks on the head, swirling his tongue around before going all the way down, sucking.
"Fuck kitty... keep on going." Zukata hums encouragingly, his hips bucking just slightly as his hand puts just the slightest bit of pressure to the back of Azra's head.
Azra looks up at Zukata through his lashes, watching the other. He reaches up to hold the other's hips, fingers pressing against Kata's ass lightly to encourage him.
Zukata laughs softly keeping one hand in Azra's hair at the back of his head as the other moved to the side of the other man's head, holding Azra's head steady. His hips then began to move, thrusting in and out at a slow pace.
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