"Fuck!" He swore again and he felt Zane add the second finger, whispering,
"Language, Your Highness."
Phoenix felt like he might explode.
Only when Phoenix was a moaning and quivering mess did Zane start moving his fingers. It was like music to his ears, Phoenix moans and gasps and the way his body moved as Zane angled for his prostate once again. No matter how high Phoenix was on pleasure, he still continued to look at Zane. He looked at him with such intensity that it made Zane's heart skip.
Zane took his sweet time teasing Phoenix's prostate, he desperately wanted Phoenix to feel good and not to hurt. While he removed his finger, Phoenix moaned at the sudden loss of pleasure and Zane bent over to kiss him, distracting him with a kiss before he leaned back and felt for the hole again, it was much looser. He coated it with a lot more lube, doing the same for his cock.
