Slurp, slurp, slurp, glk—
Yu's lips froze mid-suck on Theo's softened cock, the relentless motion halting as his head snapped up, nostrils flaring like a beast catching the scent of prey.
The air, thick with the musky reek of sex and sweat, carried a new note—Callen's arousal, sharp and heady, radiating from him in waves. Yu's red-hazel eyes burned brighter, the Incubus within him roaring to life, hunger clawing past the fragile leash of control he'd barely clung to.
More, more, feed, take~
It demanded, the faint vitality from Theo's releases—electric but insufficient—only stoking the fire in his veins. He licked his lips, still glistening with Theo's cum, and languidly rose from his kneeling position between Theo's slack legs, his lithe, sweat-slicked body gleaming in the golden morning light filtering through the curtains.
