“Sweetheart, are you okay?”
Dylan didn’t reply for a moment or two. He almost panicked, but his lover groaned softly before looking up at him.
“Hey.”
“Are you okay?” he repeated the question. Dylan only nodded at him in response. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
He leaned closer and kissed the witch tenderly before pulling away.
“Thanks, sweetheart.”
“Umm…”
He gently caressed his lover’s cheek before positioning them to lie side by side. His cock was still buried deep inside Dylan’s hole. He usually fell into his death-like rest by lying on his back, but that position would be uncomfortable for his lover since they were still connected. He was not ready to pull out yet. In fact, he would prefer that his cock remained inside his lover’s warmth for all eternity. He grinned a little to himself and embraced Dylan tightly from behind before closing his eyes. 8
“Why the long face?”