Aaron James stands gripping Thor Martin’s hips as he drives into him, his knuckles white against the taut muscle of his thighs. Thor’s head tilts back, mouth open in a silent gasp, while Aaron’s breath comes sharp with each thrust, his own body coiled tight over him. The bed creaks under their weight, the sheets tangled around their legs as Aaron’s grip tightens, fingers digging into the smooth skin of Thor’s ass.
