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to get them both cleaned up in a blink.

Snod stretched out with a contented grunt, his body still thrumming with passionate energy. He

watched Frankie zipping around to get ready for work, drawling, “We could always give each other

more pleasure before you have to leave.”

“No,” Frankie chuckled. “I’m driving for the carpool today, I can’t be late!”

Rolling over onto his stomach, Snod asked innocently, “Even if I wanted you to be in me?”

“That’s just... that’s...” Frankie whined, his lust blossoming immediately. “That’s not fair.”

Snod spread his legs, arching his ass up invitingly as he sighed, “It’s been so long since you’ve filled

me, my love...”

“Obe,” Frankie warned, his resistance dwindling quickly.

“It is my birthday,” Snod said firmly, glancing over his shoulder at Frankie frozen in the doorway. “Is

it not customary to receive presents on one’s birthday?”

“You’ll get plenty of presents later,” Frankie insisted sternly.

“Frankie... please?” Snod propped himself up on his elbows and knees, trying to arch his back as high

as he could.

“Oh, fuck,” Frankie panted, his foot taking a step back inside the bedroom. He palmed his crotch,

unable to deny himself Snod’s spectacular display any longer. “Okay! But we’re going to be quick.”

Snod chuckled triumphantly, his laughter stilted as Frankie’s slick fingers were suddenly pressing

deep inside of him. He moaned, his head dropping against the sheets, rocking back against Frankie’s

hand, gasping, “Yes... Sweet mother of mercy, yes!”

Frankie was stretching him out patiently, leaning down to kiss his hip, sighing happily, “As if I could

refuse you on your birthday.”

Snod started to laugh again, but was cut short again when Frankie twisted his hand, forcing him to

pant as his body opened up. He closed his eyes, groaning loudly as the burn faded, pleading, “I’m

ready... please.”

Frankie wouldn’t allow it, his fingers continuing to thrust and play until Snod’s toes were curling and

he was sobbing.

“Please,” Snod begged, “Frankie...”

Frankie finally pulled his hand away, his wet cock replacing his fingers and pushing slowly inside of

him.