Maraich moaned around Quatre's cock. There was always something appealing about having his cheeks spread - maybe it was the anticipation of knowing what was coming next, feeling the cool air touch him somewhere that was usually protected. After being with so many men, it was strange to feel Bancoran inside of him again, like he was re-learning what he was like.

With a cock buried in his ass, his muscles twitched with excitement. He'd always had a healthy libido, but now his body just demanded more. He hungrily drank in Quatre, tugging on him with his lips like he was trying to milk him. Small, pleading sounds came from his throat.