Hassan turned his face away, crimson to the ears, and muttered something Kaelion didn't catch.
When asked again, he looked even more distressed.
"I… I've never once imagined you being the one underneath…" he finally whispered.
A grin spread across Kaelion's lips.
So, Hassan had always imagined being taken like this.
"A good mindset, Hassan. I'll make sure to cherish you thoroughly."
It had been a long time since Kaelion felt such a surge of desire.
With renewed intent, he settled fully atop Hassan on the bed, pulling apart his clothes and toying with the hard nipples on his chest while claiming another kiss.
Hassan seemed particularly sensitive inside his mouth—just a flick of the tongue made him gasp, his eyes glassy with tears.
"Now then, how shall I begin?"
Rubbing their body together might feel good, but for their first time, Kaelion wanted to see Hassan's face.
The chest hadn't elicited much of a reaction…
Then where?
