The redhead sucked in a sharp breath, arching. “You’re trying to kill me,” he accused, half-serious.
“But oh, what a way to go!” He chuckled and flicked out his tongue to wet his lips, ever so slowly dragging his curled fist up the other male’s length, before sliding it back down again.
“W-wh-what about you?” Summer forced out, unbearably sensitive and writhing under his boyfriend’s talented hands. He /wanted/, fascinated by the repeated orgasms, by the way his new body was reacting, but there was some element missing, and he wasn’t entirely sure what it was. The blowjob had come /very/ close, though.