'𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑫' 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑴𝑷.

𝗪𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗳❔

a fight? wow, he must find some spirited people out there. no, emre's not too interested in fighting. been there, done that too many times. he just likes meeting other attractive men. oh, and helping them, of course. 💦

“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝...”

very similar there, then. hey, if he needs more than a drink to take the edge off, he's willing to spend a little time helping him properly unwind . . .

that can be arranged. what's his poison?

hey, he'll drink to that.

・⎠--- 𝓑𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 .

Tongue and fingers working in quick tandem to loosen up the Boxer. Fingers digging deeper and deeper fitting more and more. Warm breath rushing into the pried open hole, pink flesh inside exposed to the air. "I think you're ready now..." He stands up to admire his work.

Aether groans as he sucks on that tongue, pulling away with a lewd string of saliva that breaks once he sits up, only to lean back and put his body on display. Those perky nipples, chest seemingly slightly bit plumper from Lighter's toying, and most importantly, that addictive—

The next time, he'll keep dear Lighter a little more sane than right now, and then they can have the hottest, sweetest, and most amazing lovey dovey sex to completely knock this experience out the park. After all, the only thing better than mind numbing, head emptying sex is—