"Mmm." Cepheus nodded and then ripped open James's shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere. He looked at his chest, then bit at it, leaving a mark behind, then let his hands slide low to start undoing his trousers.
"I can think of another way to christen the kitchen." Cepheus told him quietly, wrapping his hand around James's cock. He stroked him slowly, biting his bottom lip hard, just as there was a knock at the door and the sound of an older woman on the other side. He frowned. "Who is that?"
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