never seen that color blue

As Sam added another finger, Loren moaned encouragingly. Though there was still a bit of pain, as the bookmaker found that bundle of nerves inside the healer, he gasped. The kiss and the way the other man's hard length brushed against the Launceleyn's skin brought a small smile to his face. Indeed, his own hips rocked as his dick sought friction. When Sam asked when Loren would be ready, he reached out to grip the bookmaker's chin. Using that grip, the healer stared directly into the other man's eyes. "I want it. I want you. Now." There was something urgent about the words, even though the Launceleyn's tone was firm. LOREN Not quite an open book