#ravioli

“C’mon now, be good for me,” Ravio coaxed, the sound of a cork popping.

Faint, clanking footsteps passed by the hall, making Legend’s dick twitch as he tensed up. There was a pause in Ravio’s rustling before a hand slid down Legend’s arm to lace their fingers.

“Ok?” he asked, dropping the commanding voice.

Legend leaned his overheated forehead against the cool stone, sure they were going to regret this and groaned, “Yes…”

Ravio snorted at his put-upon tone and used his hold on Legend’s hand to place one, then the other, on the wall.