Nicolo came back out in the thin garment looking all pink from rubbing himself clean. And if that wasn't enough, he then decided to reveal the treasures brought home and to torture Yusuf with them.
He watched with hunger as Nicolo sucked the olive from between his fingers and made such beautiful noises. He could almost imagine the man making them underneath him. Louder and with more abandon. The thought alone was enough to have his mouth run completely dry. Paired with the noises of pleasure he heard, the effect was positively sinful.
Sinful. Right. Fucking shit. Right.
Yusuf turned his back to Nicolo and started thinking about what foods they would need for the week to come. What he would need to buy. What he would like to cook. Yes. Cook. It was a good distraction in moments like this and with enough time he'd reclaim control of his body. As long as Nicolo didn't eat more fucking olives.
"That was nice of them," he said when he was capable of speech again. "So you had a good day, I take it. Good. That's...yeah. Good."
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He watched with hunger as Nicolo sucked the olive from between his fingers and made such beautiful noises. He could almost imagine the man making them underneath him. Louder and with more abandon. The thought alone was enough to have his mouth run completely dry. Paired with the noises of pleasure he heard, the effect was positively sinful.
Sinful. Right. Fucking shit. Right.
Yusuf turned his back to Nicolo and started thinking about what foods they would need for the week to come. What he would need to buy. What he would like to cook. Yes. Cook. It was a good distraction in moments like this and with enough time he'd reclaim control of his body. As long as Nicolo didn't eat more fucking olives.
"That was nice of them," he said when he was capable of speech again. "So you had a good day, I take it. Good. That's...yeah. Good."