The silence in the house is deafening, the only noise being heard is Florian’s heavy breathing. “Lower,” Florian says once more, growing frustrated. Gay sex “You like that?” Blythe asks in a lowly voice, biting into the soft flesh of Florian’s neck. Especially when it could actually benefit his boyfriend in the long run. Is he into this? Blyth brings his hands back down to Florian’s lower back. “Oh yeah?” “Yeah. He sets up some candles as a joke, and brings out some jojoba oil that he uses in the shower, setting everything on the side table in the living room. “You like that?” Blythe asks, already knowing the answer based on that reaction. “Nope!” Florian shoots back. “What are you- mmmph-” Blythe pushes down on Florian’s ass again, watching his body jolt with pleasure at the friction his dick gets. Blythe starts moving his hands lower, massaging every spot on Florian’s back, hoping to entice more adorable noises from him. Maybe the noises that Florian is making are reminding him of their escapades last night, when Quill had Florian bent over in bed, ass in the air, moaning out his name like it was the only thing he knew how to say.
