@a-fractured-soul

Techie smiles with full, kiss-swollen lips as he watches the muscles tense in Szer’s thighs; a slow, teasing finger gliding over the soft, velvety tip of his cock. “You’re so h-handsome,” he coos, eyes glued to the pale expanse of his love’s chest. He wants so badly to have him tremble with pleasure, out of breath. 

“I’m going to t-tease you until you beg, d-darling…”