Powell

The bearded man grips the remote, his fingers flexing as the other man kneels, lips wrapping tight around his toes while his calloused hands grip the couch’s edge. Muscular and clean-shaven, he watches as the dark-haired one spreads his feet, tongue tracing every ridge before fingers dive between toes. No hesitation, just the wet, deliberate pull of suction and the slow, deliberate drag of a thumb over swollen flesh.