Jacen Zhu grips Sean Duran’s shoulders, his tattoos inked deep across knotted arms as they lock lips in a rough, open-mouthed kiss. Sean’s beard scrapes Jacen’s jaw while one hand slides down to grip his ass, fingers digging into the tight muscle. The air between them is thick with the weight of their bodies, pressed close, no hesitation, just the push and pull of two men who know exactly what they want.
