“Don’t do that. I’ll come, and we don’t have time for me to learn how to do it for you,” Vitas cried in dismay.
Henri popped Vitas’ member out of his mouth. “No need, pet, you’ll see.” It didn’t take long before Vitas was screaming Henri’s name.
Vitas glanced down to put his hand on Henri’s hair.
Henri’s body grew taut, his cock throbbing, and he ejaculated with a groan. “See, little one, I come from giving you pleasure.”
He stood, and Vitas put his arms around Henri’s waist. “I love you, my Mate.”
Henri stroked his Mate’s long locks. “Let me shampoo and condition your hair then we can comb, dry, and braid it before getting dressed and going downstairs.”
They exited the shower, and Henri patted Vitas dry. Vitas donned his new briefs and an undershirt.
“In New York, I’ll get you silk underclothing.” Henri smiled as he kissed his mark on Vitas’ neck.
“This cotton is nice and soft. Why would I want silk?” Vitas’ face scrunched up.