“Guess it depends on how big your house is,” Ashley replies, eagerly rolling his hips into the touch. He whines a little because it’s shallow and he’s impatient, but he knows better than to start begging before he’s really ready for it.

His eyes flick frequently toward the black glass plug waiting for him. It’s beautiful, and that makes Ashley covetous. He’s never been good at savoring anticipation. It’s his, and he wants it.

But there’s another new toy that is his now, so he reaches down to clasp his hand around Ereuvir’s cock, stroking slowly and learning the heft of it. The size pleases him, generous but not intimidating, and Ashley bites his lip with pleasure, watching Ereuvir with dark, lustful eyes.