The sound Michael made was nothing like a whimper, and closer to a growl, if no more audible over the thumping basses. What he did hear was Kersen's answer, but he had to make sure, if only because enthusiasm to the here and now would be even more of a turn-on than enthusiasm in general.
"Let me fuck you?" he asked, his lips inches away from Kersen's ear, and his voice strained from the very wonderful stroke of Kersen's fingers, even with the awkwardness of working from within his jeans. Definitely no blushing virgin, and that was the way Michael preferred it, too.
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Date: 2014-08-19 11:23 pm (UTC)"Let me fuck you?" he asked, his lips inches away from Kersen's ear, and his voice strained from the very wonderful stroke of Kersen's fingers, even with the awkwardness of working from within his jeans. Definitely no blushing virgin, and that was the way Michael preferred it, too.