[Phillip keeps his gaze as Julian lowers himself to the ground, a hot rush of desire flooding him as he watches the reaction and hears those moans. He's never sure what his aura does this for some people, but... he isn't going to complain.
He gently combs his fingers his fingers through Julian's hair, nails dragging against the skin to send little pinpricks of sensation through him.]
Please what? [He knows what Julian wants, he thinks, and to prove it slides his thumb down, rubbing it over the man's plush lips.] If you want something, then you should ask for it. [let him hear you beg, he wants to hear it so badly...]
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He gently combs his fingers his fingers through Julian's hair, nails dragging against the skin to send little pinpricks of sensation through him.]
Please what? [He knows what Julian wants, he thinks, and to prove it slides his thumb down, rubbing it over the man's plush lips.] If you want something, then you should ask for it. [let him hear you beg, he wants to hear it so badly...]