never seen that color blue

Smiling at Sam's nod, Loren released the bookmaker. Once again, the healer made sure that he brought his legs up, resting them over the other man's shoulders. The Launceleyn bit his lip suggestively as he watched Sam's hand stroke up and down his own cock. Then Loren gasped as the bookmaker thrust forward. Thankfully, the redhead set a slow pace. Making sure to breath deeply and stay relaxed, the healer matched the other man's whines with the Launceleyn's own groans; the pain was there, but quickly receded, and the pleasure was there too. As he felt Sam slide fully into him, Loren found himself almost babbling sweet nothings. "Oh fuck, you feel so good in me, please, fuck me, oh gods." It was clear he was enjoying himself. As the bookmaker's hands moved down the healer's chest and scratched a bit, he moaned and arched into the touch, back lifting off the bed. At the same time, he rocked his hips a bit, hopefully encouraging the other man to start fucking the Launceleyn in earnest. His hands reached up to tangle in Sam's red locks as Loren's eyes fluttered shut a bit. LOREN Not quite an open book