Vice was a beautiful crier, but he seldom did it. He had done it a lot today already, but Davi wasn't in any mind to appreciate it when he was crying over Ivo.
Now was a different matter. Davi was sure those starry eyes filmed over with water shone more brightly than the nightsky before the stars had been blotted out. Surely nature couldn't compare to the inky depths of Vice's eyes.
Davi started slow, feeding more of his cock into Vice's mouth with each forward thrust, Vice swallowed it down with convulsive eagerness. His eyes were wide and trusting, leaking tears that mixed in with the shower spray and ran in rivulets down his cheeks.
Davi couldn't look away from him. Lush lips stretched wide around the girth of his cock, pierced nipples standing taut on his chest, begging for attention. Davi let go of Vice's jaw, to twist one of them. Vice whimpered with his mouth full, his throat going snug around Davi's cockhead.