[ Hello? His standards are fine?? Because Owen is so fucking cute and Hector is always right.
Hector's eyes roam Owen's bare chest, the way he bends under him, the flush. His own breathing grows a little more ragged as his arousal mounts. Despite how loose his pants are, the growing erection makes them feel so much tighter. Or maybe it's just the way Owen's legs are wrapped around him—
Fuck, they haven't even done anything yet.
He shudders faintly as Owen brushes his nipple—he is sensitive. But Hector lets him keep doing that; he tilts his head, hair falling over his face, and he gives a hoarse chuckle. ]
Maybe I will. Just for you.
[ Enough of this, though. He abruptly pulls back and sits back on his heel, obviously tenting. His hands reach for the belt over Owens skirt, searching for a way to undo it and free him of his skirt. ]
I'm gonna need your help if you want to see the rest, though.
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Hector's eyes roam Owen's bare chest, the way he bends under him, the flush. His own breathing grows a little more ragged as his arousal mounts. Despite how loose his pants are, the growing erection makes them feel so much tighter. Or maybe it's just the way Owen's legs are wrapped around him—
Fuck, they haven't even done anything yet.
He shudders faintly as Owen brushes his nipple—he is sensitive. But Hector lets him keep doing that; he tilts his head, hair falling over his face, and he gives a hoarse chuckle. ]
Maybe I will. Just for you.
[ Enough of this, though. He abruptly pulls back and sits back on his heel, obviously tenting. His hands reach for the belt over Owens skirt, searching for a way to undo it and free him of his skirt. ]
I'm gonna need your help if you want to see the rest, though.