"Now, let me wipe that off."
Rai kept glaring at Zade as the man held back a soft chuckle, gently dabbing at Rai's face with the soft cotton of his shirt, which he had just pulled off over his head without a second thought.
The fabric was still warm from Zade's skin, smelling faintly of his sharp cologne mixed with the heavy, sweet scent of what had just happened between them.
Rai's skin felt tacky and hot under the contact, every pat of the cloth a harsh reminder of how utterly compromised he was right now.
"Bastard, if I get a pimple on my face, I will definitely bite this dick off," Rai spat out, though his voice lacked its usual sharp edge, coming out somewhat raspy and strained from having his throat worked so hard just minutes prior.
Zade's eyes flashed with dark amusement, his thumb brushing over Rai's swollen lower lip as he finished cleaning him up. "So you are going to give me another blowjob soon?"
