Night Of Passion (2)

Under the veil of night, our intermingled breaths echoed in sync with the other's. A disgruntled sounding Cain unintentionally places more strength in his hold on the top of my head as I stifled a whimper.

"Hah...! Hrngh.... Darien... Haa... You don't... Need to... Ngh...!" Cain lets out a low grunt of pleasure as I took him as deep into my throat as I can while tracing my tongue against the thick veins on his throbbing member.