<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Jereil Doreit...!</span><br/>Jereil didn't let the fact that Edouard's hand had moved between them escape his attention.  His partner was<em>finally</em>removing his pants, which meant he'd have a chance to see what Edouard had been so embarassed about.  It was a bit frustrating the way he kept it hidden, distracting him with nibbles that made their way to his lips.  His attention switched momentarily as teeth pulled at flesh, a moan pressing from his throat as he tried to counter the force for a little extra pleasure.  It wasn't until Ed let him go and the chilly air swept across his chest that he was reminded of what lay below.<br/><br/>He lifted his head with excitement,<em>needing</em>to see.  He stared for a few moments, just as he had with Ed's chest, but the sight only made his cock twitch with desire to have him.  He pulled slightly at the restraints, feeling a deep urge rise in him to mount and fuck, but forced himself to lay back on the bed with a groan, wondering painfully how much longer it would be until he was allowed penetration.<br/><br/>He offered little more than small, whimpered moans as Ed straddled him, a pearl of precum failing to hesitate before rolling across his shaft.  His entire body was hot and his mind far past the ability to form coherent sentences.  All he could do was stare where their sexes met and will Ed to shift<em>just</em>a little closer...<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><div align="center">tagging -- Edouard<br/>location -- his bedroom</div>