After Ethan had seemingly grown bored with the left side, or perhaps deciding it had been sufficiently ravaged and swollen, he mercilessly switched his target to the right side. He continued his campaign of marking, ensuring that neither side was spared. The sound of wet sucking and slurping echoed clearly in the otherwise quiet room, a lewd soundtrack that mingled with the heavy, ragged breathing of two men lost in lust, creating a symphony of pure erotica.
After a long while of tormenting Julian's chest, Ethan still didn't seem satisfied. The fire in his belly had not yet been quenched.
He shifted his grip, sliding his hands down to cup Julian's buttocks firmly. With a display of effortless strength, he lifted Julian higher, carrying him away from the door and striding purposefully toward the center of the room.
