the other man’s neck when one of the thrusts hit just the right spot. Richard grabbed him by the hair, pulling him back rather harshly before sinking his teeth into the man’s collarbone. Mike screamed through the gag, arching his back as he came. Richard soon followed, licking up the blood he spilled as he pulled out of him. Mike panted hard, too weak to remove the gag from his mouth, but still having enough strength to flip Richard off. The other snickered, pulling the cloth out for him and placing a kiss on his forehead.
“You alright?” He asked, settling beside him and pulling him into a hug.
“Yeah…” Mike breathed, running a hand through his hair. “A little… tired from that… fuck…”
“Want me to make you an iced tea?” The other offered. Mike smiled tiredly.
“That’d be fucking awesome…”