"Moan for me, Darren. Let me hear you."
Ariz's words were low, almost a command, his breath hot against Darren's ear.
Darren bit his lip, trying to hold it in, but as Ariz moved inside him… slow, steady, stretching him further… he couldn't stop the shaky sound that broke free. "Ahh… ngh…" His voice wavered, innocent and unsteady, his body trembling at every push.
Ariz kissed his jaw, whispering against his skin, "That's it… Don't hide from me. Let me hear how good it feels."
Each thrust was careful but deep, and with every movement, Darren's body reacted more, the pain fading little by little. The strange pressure shifted, twisting into something that made his stomach tense and his toes curl. His head tilted back, lips parting as more helpless sounds spilled out.
"Hah, I… I don't know… it feels…ahh…" Darren's words broke apart, replaced by soft, broken cries.
