Soren
He tugged it out slowly with a shivering breath, dragging the swollen head over my lips and down my chin. Then he collapsed on me, while he kissed my mouth. Sucking at my lips, he teased my tongue with his, tasting himself.
My brain was a scrambled mass of static, the sexual haze we're wading in filling the room as my fingers tangled in his hair and I held his lips on mine.
Keeping us lost for as long as I could until this wears off.
Till something else comes up and shatters this.
Rowan peels his mouth away, but only to kiss down my chest and suck his cum off my nipples. The feeling jolted my cock awake but I was drained.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up," he said.
Before I knew It, he scooped me up like a fucking princess and took me to the bathroom.
"Uh..." I couldn't even form words.
I was too busy tangling up in a mess of emotional weeds. I needed to say something to him.