A Brief Look at a Thing
christopherrose-pa
The pa turns his face to nuzzle at Ricardo's hand, kissing his palm before looking back up at him. "Like a sun I orbit around?" Christopher asked, licking his bottom lip as his hand worked. It barely rubbed, just enough to crank up the ceo's arousal some, but not enough to make him come.
"Other assorted facts? You're the sun for all the workers here. What they believe to be a representative of that nonsense God they worship. They live and die at your whim, like a medieval King. They would kill each other, if it meant the opportunity to be where I am now."
Ricardo tips his head forward, biting down on Christopher's neck. He moans against his skin with the attention given to his arousal. The way he began bucking further into Christopher's hand made him needy again. His hands wrap around Christopher to hold him close, now rubbing their bodies together.
He debated on whether Christopher should be the one to tend to him while he sat back, or if he should continue taking what he wants. Without much thought, he rests one hand over the desk, mindlessly thrusting against Christopher's pelvis for more friction. The table lifts a little, shaking the material scattered over about.
"Tell me more," Ricardo growls. ( strexcorpsguardian)