It was all Nikolai could do to curb the urge to spank Angelo until his hand prints were branded on the assassin's skin.
Slick spilled out of his hole as Nikolai dug his fingers into the globes of his ass, red hand prints left behind, doing a not so great job of keeping himself in check.
Angelo's trembling got more pronounced, muffled whimpers coming from him like he was biting down on the pillow to keep his sounds in.
Nikolai glanced past his raised ass to the tableau of wild black hair splayed out in front of him. He moved to the side to put himself beside Angelo, a hand still on his ass.
"What are you doing?"
Angelo lifted his head, blinking the blurriness out of his eyes as he tried to focus on Nikolai. "I-" He choked on his words because Nikolai pushed his middle finger into his hole, his head dropping back down.
Nikolai lifted his head with his free hand, studying the pleasure on Angelo's face with approval and satisfaction.
