Shadows In The Night

Grant King stepped into Ray Butler's apartment, the door clicking shut behind him like a secret shared. Their bodies drew close, hands roaming with urgent grace. Fingers teased nipples to stiff peaks, drawing soft gasps from King's lips. Butler's touch lingered, savoring the sensitive buds until King's breath hitched. Slowly, deliberately, Butler trailed kisses downward, eyes locked on King's uncut dagger, thick and waiting. But Butler paused, voice husky with need. 'Please,' he murmured, 'let me taste you.' Only then did King nod, granting permission for those eager lips to wrap around his fair-skinned magic wand, hot and insistent.