[It's true. The Noah of pleasure wanted only one thing. Pleasure. Joyd's going to have to work if he stays on top for long but the couch is as spacious as a bed, not that Tyki couldn't adapt if need be. He's pushing it up, looking at his stomach when the shirt moves up with his hands, rubbing his thumbs over each set of ribs.
He had been so content with Lavi that short week and more pleasured even without the sex than he had been in a while. It was addicting and Tyki had quite a bit of habits. His jawline exposed, he lets Joyd's lips brush over them] Sounds like you either understand or you're going through it as well.
Infatuation or love~ ♥
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