never seen that color blue

Groaning as Sam adjusted their position, Loren continued to rock his hips into the bookmaker. Actually, the healer began bucking a bit, letting out a little needy whine. When the other man asked, kind of, if the Launceleyn wanted to be on bottom this time, he let out a huff of laughter. Reaching up, he twined his arms around Sam's neck. Pulling the redhead in for a tender kiss, Loren broke it off to press kisses along the bookmaker's cheek to his ear. "I want you to fuck me, yes. Hard." The healer spoke in a heated whisper, and on the last word he bit down roughly on the other man's ear. LOREN Not quite an open book