He groaned lowly and pulled every single piece of cloth off him, including the one in his hair. He pulled his head back and bit into his soft neck, leaving marks over every inch of skin.
He tossed off his body suit and moved his hand to pull their cocks together gently before stroking them both slowly. He gave a low growl of a moan into the kiss, his spine tingling.
"You're going to have to deal with it. I'm not stopping even if you start tearing up." He stated lowly before pumping his hand faster and giving a throaty moan that sounded way too good not to hear again.
He was rewarded with another throaty moan and a strangled "fuck" as Cuán continued to pleasure the both of them. He was throbbing harder and harder, signalling how close he was.