umbran | samson mccaleb //Â // 20A (smut starters)
Samson was deceivingly strong. Though obviously in amazing shape, worthy enough to make even RamĂłn feel insecure about his ripped physique, Samson was definitely no Torque in the build department. He was tall, lean, and spry in ways that a beefsteak like the Advocatesâ founder wasnât. So needless to say, RamĂłn was surprised Samson had the strength to fuck him against the wall like he weighed nothing.
If only he could remember how they got here.
âSamsââ he begins, whining into the crook of Umbranâs neck as he rode the firm, reliable shockwaves of the blondâs powerful thrusts, filling RamĂłn to his core. His velvety walls clenched around the intruder as though they were literally fused together, hitting his special spot on just about every forceful push inside. He couldnât remember the last time he got fucked this good.
Did Samson ever use his ability during sex, RamĂłn wonders? How would that feel? Maybe heâd find out if they continued fucking like this, without regard for anybody around them who might hear...