Rabastan made a soft sound against Walden's lips when he kissed him, then pulled back and stood up. He pushed off his shirt, then kicked off his trousers, looking Walden over as he stroked his own cock.
Leaning over, Rabastan grabbed some lube from the small drawer on the coffee table, then stroked it over Walden's cock before he turned away from him and slowly sat back in his lap, pressing his cock into his body as he did. He shivered, making a soft noise of discomfort. "Help me."
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