Chapter Thirteen *Smut*
Broken moans and gasps could be heard drifting from a room within the house. On a bed in the master’s bedroom, with blankets kicked aside, entwined were two naked men with each other as closely as only two people could ever be. Damon had his eyes tightly shut, with his forehead covered in sweat and his brows creased from pleasure.
His chest arched up slightly, rubbing against Ryden's body. Ryden just preferred to tease him around his collarbones with his tongue and mouth, refusing to go further down and kiss other spots. Helpless, Damon could merely grab Ryden's hand and place it on his chest.
"Oh, you're hard here?" Ryden stated as he played with his nipple twice, then grabbing Damon's wrists and holding them up over his head, while laughing. "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Damon could only open his eyes and raise his chin. Resigned, he spoke. "I want you to lick them. Happy?"