"If you were to put your big dick in mine, whose would get broken? And besides, I never agreed to this," Rafael muttered under his breath, his words dripping with a teasing challenge.
Marco's reaction wasn't what Rafael expected. Instead of retorting, Marco laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that filled the space between them.
His eyes roamed over Rafael's body, a playful gleam in them as he said, "Well… I'm not so sure about that. About you not agreeing to it."
"Huh?" Rafael's confusion mirrored Marco's earlier expression, but before he could process it, Marco captured his lips in a sudden, soft kiss.
It wasn't forceful or brutal, but gentle—so gentle that Rafael felt as though he was being enveloped in a calming, soothing ocean.
Just as suddenly as it began, Marco broke the kiss, his forehead resting against Rafael's, their breaths mingling.
