#weltluo

It's hard not to see...that man every time he sees Luocha but it's getting easier. The more time they spend together, reading books and discussing things here and there, the more it becomes easier to distinguish Luocha from him.

It's especially easy during moments like this where Welt's lying on his back with Luocha's fingers deep inside him cooing into his ears how good he is. He shudders as his fingers slip out only to moan at the familiar stretch of Luocha's cock slowly, slowly entering him.

"We have to be careful with you don't we, hm?" Luocha's smirk may be similar to his but those eyes look at him like he holds the world. His lips curl up at the comment but Welt can't help the quiet whine he let's out once Luocha's fully in. "Don't underestimate me Luocha, I'm hardly delicate."

"Is that so?" Luocha hooks his knee over a shoulder in challenge, his golden locks tickling his thigh. "Then you don't mind going rougher this time, yes?"

Welt removes the glasses from his face and places them on Luocha's.

"Not in the slightest."