XAVIER
Scared or nervous were not the words he would use to describe how he felt when The Witch King slowly drop on his knees and look at him with hunger.
Immensely stimulated were probably the better words. Without thought Xavier put his hand in Ren's head and slowly guided him forward.
"Take what's yours," Xavier provoked. He's crazy turned on, his body is burning with so much excitement.
Ren burrowed against Xavier's crotch, inhaling his scent for a while. Then he started lightly kissing and flicking his tongue against the trickling drop of fluids flowing down his hard shaft.
Xavier drop his hand to the back of the Witch King's head, digging his fingers into the damp black strands. Ren hummed beautifully, then graze the tip with his teeth, Xavier shaft become more harder. It's al
