"fuck," Travis growls, digging deeper, his face completely buried on his groin, as he growls and takes deep breaths, so hard and fast.
His hands are tight as they grab his ass, then his thighs, and he mouths at his dick through the clothes, making him lose it completely.
"ahh!" his hips twitch upward, following his mouth, and Travis responds with his own groan, rubbing his face there, before he lifts his face and looks at Day, lips parted and red, looking completely drunk.
His legs fall on the bed, before Travis drags them, making him straddle him as he kneels before he slips them, and now Travis is seated, day on top of him, on his lap.
"v," he whimpers, hands holding onto his shoulders.
Fuck, like this, he can feel the hard member he is seated on, so big and girthy, right at the crease of his ass cheeks, and he wants to rub on it, grind on it-
"Day," v grunts, hands tightening around his waist. "You are fucking driving me insane."
