Leo Rex kneels on the couch, his tattooed arms wrapped tight around Rico Fatale’s waist as he takes his cock deep into his throat, the other man’s dark hair falling forward to hide the way his fingers dig into Rico’s hips. Rico’s muscular chest rises with sharp breaths, his own hands gripping Leo’s shoulders as he leans down to claim his mouth in a bruising kiss, teeth scraping just enough to make the suction harder. The couch creaks under them, but neither moves, only the wet, rhythmic pull of Leo’s throat and the way Rico’s grip tightens when he feels Leo’s tongue flick against the underside of his cock.
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