Once Jack slides into his lap, Balthazar accommodates the other man's body by shifting slightly, feeling their warm bodies pressing up against each other. It was already erotic and the air between them charged with sexual tension. The angel's pupils beginning to dilate with anticipation of what was to come.
"Oh, I bet I am. You'd like that, wouldn't you, big boy?"
Balthazar almost purrs out the words in a sultry low voice; his fingers already playing with the scarf, tugging it gently and pulling it down and away from Jack's neck. The scar is revealed to the angel as he gently traced it with his finger. It looked nasty but he hoped Jack wouldn't mind the light touch.
"An old flesh wound? I do hope you gave the bastard what he deserved."
The light touch began drifting lower down Jack's chest and abdomen until it reached the rather impressive shaft in between his legs. Such a large cock. His hand encompassed the flaccid flesh, stroking it slowly, aiming to stir it into life.
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on 2020-09-30 08:05 pm (UTC)"Oh, I bet I am. You'd like that, wouldn't you, big boy?"
Balthazar almost purrs out the words in a sultry low voice; his fingers already playing with the scarf, tugging it gently and pulling it down and away from Jack's neck. The scar is revealed to the angel as he gently traced it with his finger. It looked nasty but he hoped Jack wouldn't mind the light touch.
"An old flesh wound? I do hope you gave the bastard what he deserved."
The light touch began drifting lower down Jack's chest and abdomen until it reached the rather impressive shaft in between his legs. Such a large cock. His hand encompassed the flaccid flesh, stroking it slowly, aiming to stir it into life.