Recuperation (3/4) - R18

As Wren steered him from behind toward the bed, the haze of pleasure from Rowan's climax lingered inside him, turning him pliant in Wren's arms. His body was loose and willing, his limbs heavy. He didn't want this feeling to end, but even more than that, he wanted to make Wren feel good, too.

He leaned his head back on Wren's shoulder, letting the man maneuver him however he wanted. At the hint of docility, Wren's breathing quickened, and his cock throbbed against Rowan's ass.

Wren had been patient with his own desires so far, but suddenly his patience evaporated, revealing the full extent of the lust that had been burning beneath it. Rowan shivered in anticipation.

"That's right…you're mine." Wren's words came out on burst of air, hot and urgent against Rowan's cheek. "Just let me have you."