Ghian
He watched Aalyan’s kiss-red mouth for a long moment, then nodded and rolled fully onto his back, the very same position he’d had Aalyan into before. Aalyan had trusted him, and he could do the same.
Maybe he could show him that, if...
Aalyan was on the ground between Ghian’s spread knees before he could as much as draw breath. He leaned in, hands confidently holding onto Ghian’s legs, prickly cheek brushing the sensitive skin of the inside of his thighs before he paused, letting his warm breath hit Ghian’s leaking c**k.
Ghian shuddered, clenching his fists to stay still for him. At the rate he was going, he was going to make a mess of the bedding.
And then Aalyan went in a little further and took the head into his mouth, sucking at it with gusto and making Ghian clench to keep
