Read at your own risk. I guess.
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Hearing his consent and the same desire in each other's eyes, what happened next was already meant to happen one way or another.
They finally lead to this point, where Rise was kneeling on the ground as Kamille stood in front of him, both sturdy hands tightly gripping his hair and the back of his head.
Rise's mouth was full of his desire, glans hitting the back of his throat so thoroughly as Kamille thrust his hips forward in a pace that both of them intoxicated.
"Uh..." Kamille moaned, breathing slowly, mouth parted. His hands never let go of Rise as he tried to reach the peak of this newfound pleasure.
The heat and tightness of Rise's throat were making him insane; his hips just could not stop.
Rise already had his eyes rolling to the back of his head, saliva dripping down of his mouth to his chin, jaw wide as he let Kamille use his mouth to release his pent-up emotions for the first release other than his hands.
