“C’mon, gorgeous,” Nahan breathed out, eyes pinned unerringly to Khroma’s face. “C’mon, be good. Just let go, be good for me.”
Nahan moved one of his hands, all four fingers wrapping around Khroma’s d**k, stroking in time with his thrusts, driving all Khroma’s senses to a fever-pitch. He damn-near cried, trembling, as he finally sank into it, allowing Nahan to hold him, for just a little while. Allowed himself to have just one good thing, and even allowed himself to think that he may be able to keep it.
He gasped, choking on the sheer sensation of it. One last thrust, then Nahan collapsed over him with a groan, his body tensing. He rocked in, deeper, deeper, and Khroma whined as Nahan came inside him, clutching at Nahan’s shoulders as his orgasm rocked through him, leaving them both brea
