“Oh so there’s going to be a later?” Kirk grinned, excitement sparking in his eyes, melding with the soft kisses, his body pausing as he soaked up the moment, letting himself feel the burning tingle in his nerves.

The question surprised him, if only because none of his other partners had asked. Not that he had minded. But it was sweet. Beneath all that muscle and warmonger exterior, Frank has a gooey inside huh?

He shook his head. “No, I’m fine,” he assured him, taking the lube from him and liberally coating his fingers, reaching down to slick Frank up himself in slow, torturous strokes. Frank couldn’t be the only one to have a little fun that way, after all.