they'd barely begun and it was already the most euphoric experience in hart's life. “i want to take you to heaven, darling,” baby blues flicker with desire as they rake over every ripple of muscle before they meet fabi’s. “then us,” he nods, “but you first.” hart is desperate to make his boyfriend feel good, feel worshipped. of course he wants to reach the heights of passion with fabi, but that can wait - - first, hart wants to take his time unraveling the man he loves. and, god, isn’t fabricio the most beautiful vision hart’s ever seen? hart can’t hold back any longer, he has to have fabi. hips roll against the mattress, needing friction as fabi’s tugs on his curls and a low groan escapes him. he wants more, wants fabi to pull on him, guide him, do whatever he wants with him. the way his name falls from fabi’s lips so desperately makes him melt. tongue dips into the slit of fabi’s cock, getting his first taste of his boyfriend in his pre-cum. and lips wrap around his cock as he slowly sinks around fabi’s arousal, keeping eye contact the entire time.
