[ This Booker's never done before. He's never kissed another man. That's a step too far in the Army. Here? It feels like the first time he took Devil's Kiss. Fitting really given who's doing the kissing. It's all raw heat and a burn that's going to set him on fire right down to the bones. But he surges up and kisses him back. Don't know the devil's name but kisses him back.
He sits up a little bit to shrug out of his shirt, hands on the devil until he has to take his hands off so his shirt can be tossed aside. Booker wraps a strong arm around the devil and pulls them flush together. It's the best angle to rut his hard cock against him.
The faster he gets off the better it'll be. The quicker this hallucination or whatever this is goes away and Booker can get back on track. The heat of the jungle makes the pulse in his ears louder. There's no teasing in Booker. He demands from his devil.
If he's gonna go to hell he's going to do a damn good job getting there. Meaning he takes the devil's mouth and slides his tongue in. Not the least bit surprised by sharp teeth and more slick heat. ]
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He sits up a little bit to shrug out of his shirt, hands on the devil until he has to take his hands off so his shirt can be tossed aside. Booker wraps a strong arm around the devil and pulls them flush together. It's the best angle to rut his hard cock against him.
The faster he gets off the better it'll be. The quicker this hallucination or whatever this is goes away and Booker can get back on track. The heat of the jungle makes the pulse in his ears louder. There's no teasing in Booker. He demands from his devil.
If he's gonna go to hell he's going to do a damn good job getting there. Meaning he takes the devil's mouth and slides his tongue in. Not the least bit surprised by sharp teeth and more slick heat. ]