"Ughhh!"
Splurt!
Choke—cough!
Hot cum sprayed across the inspector' s pale face, dripping off his sharp chin and soaking into his plain white T-shirt until it clung transparent to his skin.
The room went dead silent—no words, just ragged breaths and the pounding of two racing hearts.
Haaahhh!
Reya collapsed back against the sofa, chest heaving, sweat glistening across his broad torso. Every muscle in his body trembled like he' d just walked out of a street brawl.
Opposite him, Inspector R' s was still catching his breath, lips flushed, tongue darting to lick the last traces off the corner of his mouth—like he refused to let even a drop go to waste. The young punk stared at that sight, eyes wide in disbelief.
Reya tilted up the inspector' s messy, cum-streaked chin and smirked. He' d seen this man in a crisp white shirt more times than he could count never imagined he' d see it stained like this, wet enough to show off the red peaks of his nipples underneath.
"Damn, what the hell you been eating, inspector? Tastes rich as fuck." His rough voice rasped with satisfaction as he pressed hungry kisses across the older man' s skin.
R' s only raised his gaze, calm eyes steady, lips quirking faintly before he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Then he leaned down, planting a slow, burning kiss on Reya' s taut lower belly. The kid thought he was a wolf, but to R' s He was nothing more than an oversized golden retriever—loud, excitable, and stupidly loyal.
"You planning to sneak out on me again?"
The low, velvety voice rolled out as R' s long fingers trailed along Reya' s thigh, squeezing the inside hard enough to make his cock twitch back to life. Reya chuckled, eyes flicking down to meet that sharp, dangerous gaze.
"No more running, sir. Promise~"
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
The sound of flesh slamming against flesh echoed through the condo, loud and merciless in the dead of night. Sweat and musk mixed thick in the air as the white-skinned inspector bounced helplessly on Reya' s lap, breath ragged, body jolting with every rough drive of that hard shaft pounding his tight hole open.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Reya' s lean hips bucked up like a wild stallion in heat, forcing the reluctant officer to ride harder, faster, until he couldn' t bite back the moans anymore. Reya growled against a flushed nipple, teeth grazing, tongue flicking, while the man above him gasped, eyes squeezed shut.
"Haah… h-how long till you cum already?" Inspector R' s s voice cracked, sweat dripping down his temples.
"Baby… my cock' s so dizzy right now," Reya panted, grinning wickedly.
"Then just cum! It' s late as hell already, you damn mutt—ahh!"
Reya' s smirk widened, eyes glittering with filthy delight. "You' re creaming everywhere, Inspector. Lost count of your orgasms yet? Fuck yourself, cum by yourself—gangster style, huh?"
Kirit' s back arched violently, goosebumps racing up his arms as Reya' s grip dug into his thighs, controlling every bounce like he was breaking in a stallion. His body shook, sweat-damp hair sticking to his flushed face, every thrust pulling ragged cries from his throat.
Squelch! Thrust! Slam!
The sofa creaked, trembling under their frenzy. "Rey—ahh! Reya!" The inspector' s polished voice cracked into guttural moans, nothing left but raw need. His hands clawed at Reya' s chest, nails raking down taut muscle as Reya pumped his cock in one fist, the other pinning R' s arms back.
"Harder," Reya hissed, tongue dragging over his lips. "Don' t you dare stop now."
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Their bodies clashed in relentless rhythm, Reya pounding up to the hilt, froth forming around the stretched rim. R' s cried out, spine snapping tight before collapsing forward, chest against Reya' s, body trembling, spent.
Spurt! Splash!
Hot cum spattered across Reya' s abs just as his own seed erupted deep inside, thick and overflowing, leaking down the inspector' s thighs. Both of them convulsed, shuddering in the heavy silence that followed.
Reya chuckled, breathless, hugging the limp officer slumped over him. "Babe… I think you' re sober now."
No answer R' s had passed out cold, chest rising and falling against him.
Reya grinned, kissed his damp forehead, and whispered with a mischievous snicker,
"Figures. Knocked out again… my old man of a wife.