"You came so fast, Xion. But then again," Darius said, his low voice hoarse as he traced a finger along Xion's trembling thigh. "I can think of many other ways to make you come again."
Long strands of silver hair spilled over Xion's sensitive skin as he dipped his head, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the healer's flushed tummy. His lips lingered over the small navel, planting a teasing nip that made Xion flinch and gasp.
Despite his urge to just ram his hard cock inside, Darius kept his fingers moving, stretching and curling inside the molten heat, coaxing the tight ring of muscle to relax.
Xion's moans spilled unbidden, his breath stuttering with every gentle thrust. "D-Darius… give me a m-minute," he pleaded, voice trembling as the trail of kisses traveled upward, painting a path of fire over his bare chest.
"No," Darius was having a hard time holding back anymore. Patience was a virtue he rarely possessed when it came to Xion.
