<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">“What language are you speaking?” Isaiah wanted to know, “And where are you from?” This was all more than Isaiah would usually bother to ask about, but Kais was a curious sort. He found himself wanting to know more about this odd stranger he had taken home. Most things didn't add up at this point, and maybe he'd question them all tomorrow, when the thought of sex wasn't clouding his thoughts.<br/>
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They tumbled into bed, hair still wet from their time in the shower. He pushed Kais back down on the bed and climbed over him with little preamble. It'd been a while since he'd been this worked up before sex. Their time in the shower had done nothing more than rile him to where he was near frustrated, and needy. He covered Kaia's hips with his own, and rocking into him, their cocks laying side by side. He sought plush lips, kissing him again. He enjoyed the feel of the other against him. Truly he liked the contact more the the actual sex. More often than not there wasn't much foreplay involved, and so when these opportunities arose and it seemed like he had a partner that liked to be touched just as much as he did, he took advantage of that.<br/>
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He let Kais explore as he saw fit, waited until he got impatient in being pinned, and changed their arrangement. His hand found Kais' cock, moaning appraisal into the other's mouth. Well equipped, and he didn't doubt that this beautiful stranger knew how to use it.<br/>
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“God, you're otherworldly,” Isaiah spoke as he sought to catch his breath, hands running over smooth skin. Eventually Isaiah became frustrated enough that he knew something needed to be done, or he'd resort to begging. His cock was fully engorged, a deeper shade than it usually was due to all the teasing. He pushed away with Kais, crawling on his hands and knees across the bed, before plopping himself down to rummage through the dresser. In his haste he ended up pulling it from the tracked, but it didn't slow him down. He grabbed the bottle of lube, and a condom, putting the wrapping in his teeth delicately. He didn't bother with fixing the furniture, turning back to Kais.<br/>
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Isaiah set both things on the bed, hopefully well within reach once they needed to make use of them.<br/>
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“Do you prefer to give or to receive?” Isaiah questioned, a topic one usually covered before tumbling into bed with someone, but he was happy with either. He needed something, or he didn't particularly care what it was at that point, as long as it involved them locked together in some way.<br/>
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“I think I'd like to feel that cock of yours inside me,” he admitted, wrapping toned thighs around Kais' hips. “You think you can handle that?” Isaiah nipped at his chin playfully. He had no doubts that the man would be up to the task.<br/>
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