*walks in smiling when he sees him* you ok
i'm sorry sits down next to the couch
why you are sorry? *looks at him confused with puppy sleepy eyes*
*leans forward and kisses his lips* i just say that love
*smiles softly and yawns*
*smiles patting his hair* i love you
I love you too, Malik *sticks his tongue out* would you kindly make me some massage? *smiles*
*smirks* of course * gets up* get on your stomach
*rolls getting on his stomach* ..thank you
anytime love *kneels over him and presses his hand in the center of hiw back
*smiles and kneads his back*
*massages him smiling to himself
*leans down and kisses his neck*
*a moan escapes and blushes*
*smiles against his neck before popping his back for him*
AHH! *looks back and his nose hits Malik's. Blushes*
*blushes and looks to the front again, closing his eyes
*sitting on his waist he leans forward again kissing down his back*
*Squirms at the touch of his lips
ahhh! *looks back holding onto the couch
you want me so bad, don't you?
*smirks* I'm vulnerable right now. I would not fight to any attempt against me
*leans down fast biting at his neck*
*glancing up at him* why the glare *licks *
i do want you...very bad. *whispers* inside of me
*blushes and looks at him* ..then, let me get on my back and.. *smirks*
*rolls on his back and smiles*
*kneels over him again cheeks terribly red*
*looks at him rising an eyebrow
*fingers linger at his belt fiddling with it as he leans forward to kiss his lips*
*kisses him back smirking*
*undoes his pants before siting up and starting to undo his own*
*watches him amused and blushes* anxious?
very *takes his pants of and put s a finger into himself preping*
*smirks and blushes preparing himself too*
*bites his lip his face bright red* r-ready?
*lowers himself down onto his cock*
*squirms getting inside him*
*holds him from his hips*
*bounces up and down baring his teeth*
*moans looking up at him*
*looks down at him panting *
*breathes heavily whimpering*
*his eyes close because he feels tired and moans*
y-you ok? *stops to look at him*
*looks at him weakly, panting and nods* a little bit t-tired..
oh *leans over* should i stop? *panting still*
a-ah.. *his muscles tighten and feels pain* i-if you think so.. *pants*
i want you to feel good *gets super close to his face*
*closes his eyes being beaten by tiredness* ahh..
*squirms a little breathing*