In a simple, stark white room, two naked bodies were inextricably entwined. The air was filled with wanton moans, ragged panting, and broken sobs - chaotic yet unceasing. Despite the air conditioning, the atmosphere remained scorching hot, the heavy scent of musk lingering thick in the nose.
The young man lay prone on the bed, his face buried deep into the duvet, yet he could not suppress his whimpers. His body trembled, his legs parted wide, and his hips were raised high to receive every driving impact from the person behind him.
The man seemed to show him no mercy. Every thrust sent Julian sliding forward, only for Ethan to pull him back, plunging them once more into an endless cycle of friction.
The two remained entangled for a long time.
