Slowly, Axton withdrew from Ren, his muscles stretching deliciously as he stepped back to watch his cum dripping out of Ren's pouting entrance.
Ren felt Axton's eyes on him and gently lifted himself off the desk; his legs shook as he stood and quickly braced his hands on the table, steadying himself.
The room was heavy with the scent of passion and Ren couldn't believe that Axton made him orgasm. He found pleasure with his captor, and it greatly disturbed him.
He lowered himself to pick up his robe and came face to face with his release sticking to the side of Axton's desk. His heart hammered, heat flooding his cheeks.
'I need to wipe that,' he thought desperately.
He couldn't let Axton see his cum, or it would only prove that he liked what was done to him, contradicting his words.
Axton watched quietly as Ren fumbled to pick his robe up, quickly fixing it around himself to cover his delicious body.
He didn't turn around and Axron knew he was waiting for his order to leave.
