Trigger Code: Obey The Devil
Zipping up the onesie, Noah felt a rush of anticipation, the material hugging his body like a second skin.
He propped the phone against a pillow on the nightstand, angling the camera to capture the bed. The screen lit up as he hit record, the red dot blinking like an accusatory eye. Noah settled on his back, knees drawn up, heart hammering. He reached down, fingers trembling as he unzipped the ass patch, the metal teeth parting with a soft rasp. Cool air kissed his exposed skin, his cock already half-hard against the onesie's front pouch. His hole clenched emptily, needy. No lube in sight but Lucien sometimes skipped it, slamming in raw for that exquisite sting. Noah could try the same.
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