"Seriously Ezra, if you want to play with this thing you can just tell me, if you prefer this over my cock then I'll be happy to please you this way."
Shaking his head immediately, or at least attempted to. Ezra didn't want any of this, he wanted Raphael. In the past few days, he had been doing all this stupid stuff to make sure Raphael wouldn't become bored in their relationship.
"Please ... Raphael."
He really needed to explain the real reason, however his throat painfully constricted as he felt the dildo inside him suddenly started thrusting even harder, producing embarrassing wet noises as it targeted his sensitive spot with obvious precision, stirring deeper, touching the nook and cranny.
But then, Raphael's movement came to a sudden halt. Although Ezra's words were no more than a faint whisper, it seemed Raphael was able to catch them.
Yet, Ezra's failure to elaborate on his plea caused Raphael to took it the wrong way.
