"S-Selfish?" Florian asked, but Heinz didn't answer.
Instead he began to move again, slow and deliberate this time, each thrust coaxing a broken moan from Florian's lips.
Florian's body was still trembling from his earlier release, and every movement sent shocks of pleasure coursing through him.
"You look so beautiful like this," Heinz murmured, his lips brushing against Florian's ear. "Watching you fall apart… it's intoxicating."
'I know he said I shouldn't ask him what happened but he's acting so...'
Strange.
Florian's cheeks burned even brighter as he met Heinz's gaze in the mirror. His own expression was lewd, his lips parted in a silent cry, his eyes glazed with pleasure.
He wanted to look away, to hide from the overwhelming intensity of the moment, but Heinz's grip on him was unyielding.
"Don't look away," Heinz commanded, his voice low and firm. "Watch yourself, Florian. Watch how perfectly you take me."
