Hex knew gags and cuffs were in the cabinet, and that he'd brought Nyx here to play around. But the way the man begged to be fucked, the way his desperation dragged Hex toward the edge with words alone...
"Come here," he growled, pulling Nyx up. He sat back and pulled him onto his lap, slicking a finger to toy with his ass from behind. As he teased him, his cock pressed thick and urgent between his thighs. ""Don't stop kissing me."
His other hand slipped into the gap in the cushions and he pulled out a sample pachet of lube. A quick tear and Nyx didn't need to beg anymore. He slicked his cock, teased Nyx enough to know it wouldn't hurt, then Hex lifted him enough to guide himself into place.
As he thrust up and sank in, he captured Nyx's mouth againn to drink down every sound.
Hex held his cock, ensuring that he was painted with seed from throat to navel. He stroked him as he sank deep and filled him with his own load, pulling almost out to make sure he'd be wet the moment he stood.
"Don't people fuck you good?" he asked as he kissed Nyx's chin. "I'll fuck you so good, all the time," he murmured.
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