Lysander's mouth claimed Kaelen's with bruising force, tongue pushing past parted lips while Alistair's hands slid down the dreamer's bare chest, fingers tracing every ridge of muscle before wrapping around his hardening muscle. Kaelen groaned into the kiss as Alistair stroked him slowly, deliberately, thumb circling the head with each pass.
Alistair dropped to his knees first, taking Kaelen deep into his throat without hesitation. The wet heat of his mouth surrounded the length, tongue pressing flat against the underside as he swallowed around it. Lysander moved behind Kaelen, pressing his own hardness against the curve of his ass while his hands reached around to pinch and roll Kaelen's nipples.
