Ares' POV
Steeling myself for whatever reaction may come, I bring my hands down to widen his ass, and before he can realize what's going on, I swipe my tongue around his puckered pale pink hole. "Holy sh.." Thomas comes flying into a sitting position, eyes wild as I lay there calmly, holing his legs so that he can't move them. "Zack, what...?" He asks, still a bit out of it from the pleasure he was just receiving.
"Let me tale care of you, kitten. I won't hurt you, you know that." I assure him, and he looks unsure, biting his lip in contemplation.
"I don't know, Zack." He says and he clearly seems distressed about the topic, and though internally disappointed I won't be able to please my little spitfire this way tonight, I give him a reassuring smile.
