Thomas's finger traced the folds of Rafayel's most private place, moving up and down.
Slowly, a wetness began to spread.
Squish… squish…
As the wet sounds filled the air, Thomas's lips returned to Rafayel's own.
Rafayel opened his eyes slightly and looked up at Thomas.
"Rafft… please… I said I'd wait until you were ready, but can we be connected like this now? Let me feel assured that you're mine already," Thomas pleaded earnestly.
But Rafayel stopped him, saying, "Thomas… please wait… I beg you, wait until I'm ready. There are still things I have to accomplish."
Thomas was clearly shocked but reluctantly said, "…Alright… But please let me cherish you here, okay?"
Then, he pushed his finger inside Rafayel's most private place.
"Ahh—!"
Rafayel's body trembled as Thomas's finger moved inside him.
"Ah… ah…"
Moans escaped uncontrollably from Rafayel's lips.
"Ah… Thomas… it feels so good…!"