Joey Hard grips Cody Cummings’ hips, his tattoos shadowing the muscles as he pulls him closer for a deep kiss, fingers digging into the smooth skin of his back. The padded mat cushions their weight as Cody leans into it, his own arms wrapping tight around Joey’s neck while his hands explore the hard ridges of his chest. The cage looms just beyond, silent but close, as Joey’s mouth opens wider, teeth grazing the other man’s lower lip before he takes full control.
