cod kinktober day 4
Gaz tucking Ghost against his chest when they’re both laying on their sides in bed. Soft grunts and pants for breath escaping Ghost because Gaz is holding a small vibrating rose toy to the base of his cock, maintaining steady, horrible, wonderful pressure. Ghost tries to shift, groaning quietly as his gut throbs with heat, but Gaz holds him in place, shushing him gently. They both know it’s not enough to get Ghost to cum. Neither of them really care.









