Well maybe if you can’t speak without dribbling alcohol down your chin, you’ll be tolerable. I don’t understand how such a pretty face can have such an ugly inside. It should be a crime.
If I’m bad then you should meet my parents. They’re a bundle of joy and beauty when it comes to their personality, they make me look gorgeous. Can we have less mouth and more walking now? I need to get shit faced.
Of course it’s clean, why would I—tch, just keep up. Maybe giving you something to put in your mouth will stop the sass from leaking out.
That isn’t the first time I’ve heard someone say that to me and with my state right now? I really don’t give a shit anymore. My sass is forever frequent unfortunately.
Upon hearing Niklas’ words, Jude leaned forward and placed a kiss upon the other males back before he spoke. “Don’t worry, babe… I’ll take care of you, okay?” He reassured the other before he applied some of the lube to his middle and index fingers, slowly gliding them over the Niklas’ entrance before he slid a single digit in, wanting to get the other male as slick as possible. Applying more lube to his generous length, Jude then gripped one of Niklas’ hips, his other hand holding his erect shaft to guide it. Hesitantly, he pushed the head of his cock into the other, groaning at the tightness he was immediately welcomed with before he pushed in a bit more; wanting to go slow just so that Niklas could become accustomed to the feeling of Jude inside of him. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight.” The older male breathed out before he licked his lips.
Nik nodded his head, groaning softly to himself at the first finger pushed into him. He closed his eyes and lets out a soft sigh, biting onto his bottom lip. “God, you do know what you’re doing.” He commented, noting the few times he had to deal with an improperly lubed hole. He licked his lips and looks back at Jude, just in time to see him push his way into him, an inaudible gasp forming on his mouth. He closed his eyes and takes a deep breathe, nodding his head. “You are definitely not a stereotypical asian. Shit you’re…filling me up.” He bit his bottom lip again, looking back again. “Are you…don’t tell me you’re pushing in more. Oh God.” He gasped. “Definitely not asian.” He said in a self realization.