Every touch of Raphael's fingers seemed to send electric shocks, Ezra's body trembled endlessly, and his mouth involuntarily called out the name of the man holding him. As their hips danced with each other, with the rhythm getting faster, wilder and more lustful, their bodies would get hotter and hotter until it felt like they were burning into coals, sweaty fluids combined and Raphael would push himself deeper.
The hot liquid flowing inside him never failed to make Ezra roll his eyes back, his lower body felt so full, and his breath coming in stuttering gasps. Raphael's hips occasionally jerked hard as if to ensure that the liquid shot inside him went deeper and deeper.
'Hah ....'
They always ended it with a kiss that would make their desire ignite again. Again and again, as if their thirst for each other's bodies was endless.
