[ Zephir watches his precious redhead come down, cock filling out under his tongue's doting attention. It gains a few inches as he works it to full mast, making him relax his jaw to welcome its girth. From then it's a matter of thrusting slowly, letting Iggy dictate the pace; Zephir drops his head back and lets the matter take its course, fingers in ginger hair acting as a caress until they turn into a grip to keep his head from moving away.
Minutes pass, and with a few rough jerks, Zephir generously empties himself down Iggy's throat. The young man is given a few moments to get back up, turned around to lean on the altar. Lips and tongue leave marks on his skin as Zephir strokes him, so naturally it's as though he's known this pale body his entire life. Iggy is jerked off until come desecrates the vague instructions to get out of this place.
Zephir brings him back up, chest against Iggy's nape, to hug him from behind. They'll stay in this embrace until he decides otherwise. ]
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Minutes pass, and with a few rough jerks, Zephir generously empties himself down Iggy's throat. The young man is given a few moments to get back up, turned around to lean on the altar. Lips and tongue leave marks on his skin as Zephir strokes him, so naturally it's as though he's known this pale body his entire life. Iggy is jerked off until come desecrates the vague instructions to get out of this place.
Zephir brings him back up, chest against Iggy's nape, to hug him from behind. They'll stay in this embrace until he decides otherwise. ]
Thank you. For taking care of me.