Drake Law towers over Andro Mass, his blond hair framing a broad, muscular frame as he pins the leaner man down on the couch, fingers already working inside his tight hole. The dark-haired one arches beneath him, lips parted as Law’s mouth seals over his cock, swallowing hard before pulling back to lick the thick head. His own hands grip the couch, knuckles white, while Law’s grip tightens, fingers curling deeper with every thrust of his wrist.
