liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
Neron is right, and it's something he's very pleased about (and used to); he only pauses in his unbuckling of Sunjata's belt so the other man can release him from the handcuffs. As soon as he's free, his fingers tuck into the waistband of the Flood's pants to tug him closer - close enough so he can lean in and press slow, sensual kisses along the lines of muscle that plunge straight beneath his clothes.
"How very generous of you," he purrs, pulling Sunjata's belt free and discarding it - along with his own shirt - before working on the buttons of his pants. "I'm pretty sure I know the answer to this, but you don't care where or about the scars?" Working through the practicalities is very boring (not to mention increasingly frustrating when Jata's cock is right there), but at least once it's out of the way, he can throw caution to the wind.
"How very generous of you," he purrs, pulling Sunjata's belt free and discarding it - along with his own shirt - before working on the buttons of his pants. "I'm pretty sure I know the answer to this, but you don't care where or about the scars?" Working through the practicalities is very boring (not to mention increasingly frustrating when Jata's cock is right there), but at least once it's out of the way, he can throw caution to the wind.
Neron
