[littl3chocobo]

even in the dim light pyce looked beautiful. he could not deny he had starved for that look since before france and to have it now pleased him to no end. bracing himself with pyce's shoulders he rolled over the firmed flesh with all the skill and dexterity he had and the effect was erotically satisfying. as the man under him writhed he found his hunger and nipped imploringly at the taunt neck