[Hector frowns, all that heat in his eyes going cold.]
It's no concern of yours.
[The memory of Rosaly, spread on their shared bed, yielding up her soft body to him, is for Hector alone. If Isaac tries to take that and sully it...
He reaches for Isaac's cock and grips it with unneeded strength as he glides the slicked hand along the heated length.]
Why are you talking? I thought you wanted to fuck me.
[Hector craves tenderness and teasing whispers back and forth during lovemaking, but if Isaac can't do that without invoking Rosaly's ghost, Hector would rather be fucked like an animal. He withdraws, physically with his hand and emotionally with his heart.]
no subject
It's no concern of yours.
[The memory of Rosaly, spread on their shared bed, yielding up her soft body to him, is for Hector alone. If Isaac tries to take that and sully it...
He reaches for Isaac's cock and grips it with unneeded strength as he glides the slicked hand along the heated length.]
Why are you talking? I thought you wanted to fuck me.
[Hector craves tenderness and teasing whispers back and forth during lovemaking, but if Isaac can't do that without invoking Rosaly's ghost, Hector would rather be fucked like an animal. He withdraws, physically with his hand and emotionally with his heart.]