Part of the reason he chose the table was because of its risk, the possibility that the grand doors could open and they would suddenly be faced with an audience. It would have been easier to hide in the chair. Not by much, but enough that tucking each other away again and finding an explanation would have been easier.
Here they are moored at the island that is the table, preparing to fuck on top of it as though this isn't where Enver plans and prepares some of the most crucial aspects of their plans.
He enjoys that thought in particular, eyes watching as the other man catches himself before covering his mouth. The approval that flits across his features stays long enough to be easily read.
With two fingers buried in Enver's back passage, there's only so long before he'll want to replace them with something else. Something bigger. The temptation to make that his cock drags a look of impatience forward, as though he's feeling like he can barely wait any longer despite there having been no time limit set. He's just deeply aware that time limitations are about to make them both very busy men.
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Here they are moored at the island that is the table, preparing to fuck on top of it as though this isn't where Enver plans and prepares some of the most crucial aspects of their plans.
He enjoys that thought in particular, eyes watching as the other man catches himself before covering his mouth. The approval that flits across his features stays long enough to be easily read.
With two fingers buried in Enver's back passage, there's only so long before he'll want to replace them with something else. Something bigger. The temptation to make that his cock drags a look of impatience forward, as though he's feeling like he can barely wait any longer despite there having been no time limit set. He's just deeply aware that time limitations are about to make them both very busy men.