"C-Can you let go...? I... I have to take this inhibitor to Mr. Skylar right away! He needs it!"
Amidst the thick scent that Sean had let out, Ryota tried to free himself from his husband's traveling hands, which now had slipped under his shirt and groped his tender chest, teasing his nipples that another surprised gasp escaped his red lips.
"Mnnhh... S-Sean... wh-what are you doing...? We've just... we've just done it earlier— ah..mmffh!"
The blond muffled his mouth with one hand, trying to silence his pleasant moans when his strength disappeared on him and his body turned weak from inhaling the man's intoxicating scent.
'What is wrong with him today...? It hasn't even been an hour since we did it...' Ryota wondered as Sean's big palm merged from inside his shirt, lifting it up moments before it gently wrapped around his slender neck. The supple skin that hugged his slim frame was so irresistible that Sean couldn't stop himself from licking and kissing it.
