In contrast to previous situations, Knight took the chance as he pushed Blane into the bed. Blane muttered as he was violently turned over. Blane's pants were carefully tugged off by Blane after Knight immediately drew him down.
"W-what are you doing?" Blane stuttered out, already knowing the answer.
"What's it feel like, baby boy?"
Blane was pushed to his knees by Knight, who then smacked him in the behind before stooping to lick a stripe between his cheeks. As Knight inserted his tongue and lubricated him with saliva, Blane was on the verge of groaning. When one finger slipped in, then two, he bit his lip firmly to silence himself. Before this point, Blane had never bottomed, but he was discovering how much he liked it.
"No more prep," Blane breathed out, "Just f**k me already."
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