Gabriel sat up, his back arching as he lifted himself slightly before sinking back down onto Damian's cock with a wet slap. The sound was obscene, echoing in the room alongside their mingled moans. Damian's hands moved to grip Gabriel's thighs, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as if trying to anchor himself against the overwhelming pleasure.
Gabriel moved faster now, his body finding a rhythm that had them both gasping for air. Each thrust sent sparks of ecstasy shooting through him, his own arousal building with every slam of his hips. He could feel Damian's knot pressing against his entrance, the thick base of it stretching him deliciously with every downward stroke.
